I suggest you guys read before reading this one. Now let’s get to the story about the twin brothers.My vacations had begun, and I had to go to my ...arent’s house. A family get-together function took place in our family house, and I had to reach for it. I hadn’t visited my parents in a while, so I decided to go.The memories of the previous day’s sexual encounters were constantly in my head. The group fun and my days with Sreekanth were always flashing in my mind. I couldn’t get my thoughts away. Ginny was not in the common room either meaning that she was still in bed. Ron sneaked into the girls’ dormitory and searched around till he found Ginny curled up under her sheets with her hands covering her face. Ron was about to go back when he heard sobbing from Ginny's direction. Upon closer inspection, Ron discovered that Ginny was crying under her sheets. Ron went up to her bed and sat down next to her. Curiously, Ginny poked her head from underneath the sheets to see who was there. . Hanging quite gently and softly on my chest was two very large, very full, pouting breasts. These wonderful displays of womanhood jutted out nicely and bounced quite freely as I stood there, mouth open in shock! They were large enough to be proportional to a centerfold's bosom, and had nice, pink nipples surrounded by darker pink areolas. The breasts were close to a very generous D-cup, and remained the most prominent yet foreign feature on my body. (This was getting way too weird.)I touched. Walking towards him, I put an extra swing in my step...knowing my 36D's were swinging in the close fit bra. Standing right in front of him...I let every pheromone in my body overwhelm his senses."You like?" I asked. Hearing how husky my own voice was. Thick with my own growing lust."Fuck yeah" Peter groaned back.Like an out of body experience...my hand came forward...cupping the bulge in his jeans. Feeling it quiver and jump. "So do I baby...so do I" I told him."Oh God...Mom" Peter whispered.I.