She's thirty-seven, hardly old by today's standards, all my friends refer to her as a MILF and I agree that she is a very attractive woman.I've been t...rough her drawers and know that she wears a thirty-six C-cup bra and I can tell you that standing there looking at what she puts inside those bras that she doesn't need them.Her breasts were round and full with pink nipples and the middle part was popped-out. My mom also has a nice figure, she's always kept herself looking nice and is pretty. For example, Susie's pussy mound was noticeably smaller than Sharon's, and it wasn't anywhere near as hairy as Sharon's was, either.As Davy and I continued our peeping Tom activities, it didn't take long at all for my penis to become fully-erect. And naturally, I did the one thing that I always do whenever that happens, and I'm alone somewhere: I reached down into my crotch and began fondling my clothing-covered penis.And then I remembered that Davy was standing just a few feet away from me. So. It was the only way I could sleep. I crawled under my three thick blankets and quickly fell asleep.That night I had the same dream I always had, it was of the day my dad had been diagnosed with liver failure five years ago. I was hanging out with my best friend since childhood, Adam, when my dad walked into the back yard. He had tears on his face, so I knew this was serious. I had only seen him cry twice, when my mom died and when I was in a car accident and almost died. Adam had tried to. The first day she gave him a massage in the way her mother had taught her, sliding her naked body on top of him and then worshipping his penis with her hands and breasts. The next day there was a match and she brought him beer and food and sucked him while he watched the game on television. The Bitch does her best The week went by and on Friday evening the Bitch was again strung up and Mr. Munroe walked in. ?I heard you were a nice hardworking girl?. ?I have tried, Sir, but if you have some.