Elliott did as he was asked, holding the sexy panties to his face and breathing deeply, the alluring scent of his mother’s fragrant pussy juice firi...g his young senses, sending a jolt of arousal right to his midsection.“The little fucker really gets turned on smelling his mother’s cunt, doesn’t he?” Gunner smiled knowingly as he spoke to his two friends.“Fuckin’ right he does,” Jamal said, watching Elliott inhale deeply as he rubbed the soggy panties over his face. “Can you blame him?”“Fuck. . so what do you suggest?”“I will get her some nice 34D or 34DD bras, which have a wire-support at the base of the cups, and also have a bit of padding; so that her breasts look more firm when she wears them under her t-shirts, halters, or spaghetti tops. Even a 34D is going to be tight for her, because ... umm ... she is quite big ... and she will have to wear it on the last hook; but I think it will be better for her when wearing tight figure hugging tops” she continued. “And then, I will. I was beginning to get erect. Until I heard:“David?”I darted my head. I looked at her pretty face.“Here’s your paper back. Thanks.”“You’re welcome,” I simply said, hiding my erection futilely through my jeans. Needless to say, back then, even in its infancy, she made The List.Sometime later in junior year, her body blossomed. Her breasts began to set in. They’re a little on the smaller side, but they’re good to me. Her hips began to widen. More and more boys began to notice. She drove dudes. Needed a few things in town. Amuse yourself. Back sometime after lunch. David.Amuse myself. I glanced out the window, into the back yard, my gaze shifting to the trees beyond the fence, and the distant mountain range beyond that. It was nice. I could hear the birds busy chirping and singing and whatever making a pleasant racket. Be nice to just sit outside and enjoy the day so I decided to splash a little something else into my juice. Vodka. I took my time finishing my drink and then making.