‘You’ve gotten so big!’ Danielle stood half a head taller than her great-grandmother, but never minded returning the loving hug she knew was alw...ys coming. Ma-mère’s spoke perfect English, but she was never going to lose her melodic French accent. Marie’s colloquial name literally translated as ‘my mother’, which is what her children called her, and the subsequent two generations just kept using it, even though ‘Grand- mère’ may have been more appropriate. ‘Come in!’ The seven of them went. “You can’t know that already, can you?” Jake asked.She gave a sultry chuckle, “No, but I have this feeling.”“Well in experiments of that type you have to keep trying until you get the results called for,” Jake said cryptically because Helen was puttering around nearby.“Someone near you?” asked Vicki.“That is correct.”“Well, I have to go, anyway. I’ll dress just for you, tomorrow,” she promised.Helen went into the laundry room so Jake was able to whisper, “No bra.”“Yes, Jacob my love,” Vicki. Seeing this I suddenly entered the kitchen and seeing me he stopped and pretended as if nothing was going on. I knew something was fishy. At night I thought I would pretend I am sleep so that I could catch what was going on. My mom was sleeping besides me in a nighty. After sometime raj came to our room and started touching my mom’s body. She suddenly got up and asked raj to stop because I was sleeping besides her. Raj came near my mom and told her that Kavita I can’t control myself I want to. I have been her stepfather for 12 years and we have a great dad and daughter relationship. However, I have been struggling with being aroused by her body , I feel disgusted by the thought of watching the movements of her juicy ass and jiggling breast. Her hugs has also decreased and usually I would say "Where is my hug today?" She would turn her back towards me instead for a hug in that position. I guess she was conscious of her breast touching me, little did she realize it felt good to feel.