Amanda let Brian know that Stacy raved about him and his 'third leg', as Amanda called it. The size of his dick started an interesting conversation ab...ut size comparisons. Since Amanda had begun the conversation about sizes, Brian decided to run with it. He took the opportunity to ask about her chest. She was bigger than Stacy, a lot bigger in fact, and just like Stacy's they were fake. Unlike Stacy, who went with saline implants. Amanda had string implants, which Brian had never heard of, but. Both of us are really busy and we finally had some time to get together. He comes in my room and after the initial hello greeting-kiss, we moved to the bed to get comfortable and watch some TV. After a couple of minutes, he moved to kiss me, REALLY kiss me this time. I knew my mom and my sisters were downstairs in the living room but resisting each other was impossible, especially with all the time we’d spent apart. And now it was like we could really feel how much we missed each other. He. ..began. Smooth pink lips shaved bare, resting in the barest shadow of what could barely be considered clothes.Meanwhile, the shapes of her breasts under the tight shirt were unmistakable, and they were full enough that they jiggled with even her smallest movements. Case in point, the way she turned and smiled at me where I stood in the kitchen. "Hey," she said.I nodded, and raised my glass to my forehead. I felt even hotter now."Busy day?" she asked."Yeah, dad's got us replacing the wires in. A tall black guy named CJ, who appeared to be a little older than me, began to dance with my mom. From what I saw, he was the only black person at the reception. He knew my cousin’s new wife somehow. My mom ended up dancing with him most of the night while dad and I just sat and watched. They grinded and danced sexually. I can specifically recall what happened when Jeremih’s song “Don’t tell ‘em” began to play. Their hands were all over one another. She was grinding on him like there was no.