But there was something different. I tried to focus and then realized that one of her straps were off her shoulders. The top half of her left boob was...very much in sight and her posture made it swell like a balloon. Both of them were smiling and I understood that they were having a naughty call. My penis jolted.‘I have a guest you know right, isn’t this enough?’ I heard Punam say. Her husband wanted to see her boobs I inferred. ‘Ok wait’I knew what was coming next. Punam turned the phone. We'd laugh and giggle, and one time she evenplayfully grabbed one of my black boobs joking about how big they were(when all us girls were comparing breast sizes in one random moment afterclass). I still crushed torridly and terribly on Danielle, but myinteraction with her was solely as her best-friend-forever "Tanisha,"with Ryan never emerging to express any possible heterosexual interest inher.I kept daydreaming through dance class, going through the moves butmostly thinking about my. Mom would like that. I will come in a while."Eagerly I went to my room and dressed up sexily for my son. I wore a mini-skirt and a thin blouse with a low neckline. The mini-skirt revealed a great deal of my full shapely thighs. The low neckline revealed the upper portions of my big bra-less breasts. The thin blouse clung to the breasts and highlighted their bigness.I entered my son's room. My son was standing there in his tight shorts. He was well built with solid thighs and a broad chest. He. “I’m about to ... About to cum!”Her fingers squeezed my tush, fingers digging into my flesh. She sucked with all her might on my clit. I could see it in her eyes. She wanted to make me explode right now. Such maternal, incestuous delight shown in her dark eyes.This was so wrong. So taboo.I exploded.My virgin pussy convulsed as my clit throbbed and pulsed between my mother’s sucking lips. My juices squirted out of my twat as I bucked. My head rose and fell, slamming back into my pillow. My.