I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing would come out. “There. See what I mean?” he said. “Huh?” I looked down at my breasts. The lef... one was smooth and rounded but the right clearly showed the outline of my nipple, which was standing erect and pointing straight at the villain who had made it that way. “You nearly took my eyes out with those at lunchtime. The same thing happens when you are cold,” he explained. The classrooms in the old wing aren’t heated and I can tell you from. One day my son Brian invited his friend Malik over to our house, I never really knew much about him except that he was a little bit older then my son Brian. I also did not like him too much as he was always around whenever I heard rumours that vandals had caused some trouble. Still I had to give my son’s friend a chance so the day he came over I prepared a nice dinner and awaited eagerly for them to come home from school. When I heard the main door opening I went downstairs to greet my son’s. I was still inside it. I could still feel my dick sliding in and out of my mother’s wet pussy.I could still feel my tongue inside my mother’s mouth. I could still feel my hands on my mother’s bare boobs. It felt so real, I could not believe it was just a dream. It was so intense, I could still feel her skin rubbing against mine. All I could do was lie on my bed, still in my wet boxers, as I tried recollecting the dream.My mother, in her green cotton nighty, sat on my lap, her face facing mine,. “Ham and cheese.”“I’m not hungry.” She affirmed, crossing her arms. Savannah’s weight gain was clear. Her black monogrammed apron no longer hid her firm yet bulging belly. Moreover, the banded arms on her white uniform shirt caused her pudgy arms to bunch their fat at the elbows. Her face remained beautiful yet exhausted.“But you’re taking a break now, right?” Maddi nodded. “Here.” She slid the bag forward. “Just look at it.”“Oh, She replied. Savannah kept her mouth agape in a state of shock—as.