I hadn't felt Mom's breasts and wondered how firm they'd be. Would I fit one completely in my hand? What were her nipples like? I hadn't actually seen...any of Mom's body. The most I had seen was the curve of her hip and the gentle roundness of part of one buttock. Man, there were so many things I now wanted to do, all of which had never entered my mind before.However, regardless of what I hoped, Sunday was spent alone. Monday rolled around and life went back to normal. As the week progressed I. ? Her breasts were the next stop on the road tosexy.? Her size lent me to suspect abouta 36, their size, perhaps a B cup, although they hung about even with themiddle of her bicep even with her bra on.?I figured she had breast fed more than once to gain that sexy look.? Then came her waist; her tummy sometimesbecame apparent when she would turn or move and her outfit would cling in theright place.? It was more that soft,graspable tummy a woman has after she?s been swollen up with babies a. Fill me up. I need all of you!" Then, like something from a movie we both came together in a mind-blowing orgasm that seemed to last forever. After convulsing for several minutes, we both collapsed onto the bed in complete elation. Drained of energy we laid there deeply panting, desperately trying to catch our breaths. We finished our marathon with a long, deep, passionate kiss."I love you, Alex" I said in an almost whisper, "I never want to be without you."He looked deep into my soul and. “Take this cock Scarlett, you Sarong Party Girl slut. Ummph, we are gonna teach you why Asian chicks are made to serve White men.” “Urrk” my mum gagged before replying, “Make me yours Jack, claim me, mark me as your Chinese slut. When we walk out of the toilet, there’d better be no doubt what we did inside you stud.” Jack continued to call my mum names, acting like a colonial master with his beautiful local fuck toy. My mum continued to service his cock, using her tongue to lick it, wrapping.