Tingles flowedthrough me when I felt my nipples touch Rosalyn's breasts, and I smiledknowing I was as big as she was, finally. My nipples tried to st...ffenthrough the after-care bra I still had to wear, but they werecompressed too much for Rosalyn to feel them. Even though she was mynew mother, I still felt a sexual attraction to her, as strong as I'dever felt it, and also a desire to be like her, and to be like Mommy.I decided while we held each other that I would try my best to be likethem. She was ready, just as I turned up at her house. She was wearing just the skimpiest red shorts I ever saw. She has the cutest butt and in those shorts, and it would be on show for Brad’s viewing pleasure, even before we got down to it. She has fairly long, sandy blonde hair and a very tight figure. Her boobs are small compared with my own, but they’re a nice handful. She has very unusual, sexy green eyes, that have an intoxicating quality that sparkle when she’s happy. I am a true blonde with. I felt a little slutty as I walked out to my car. My breasts were squeezed together creating a plunging cleavage as they almost burst from the corset and the cool night air felt strange on my bare pussy. I felt good though, at least I had kept in shape after my break-up binge all those months ago.I rolled up at 13 Oakland Drive with two minutes to spare. I swallowed my nerves and walked up to the front door, knocking the brass knocker. I waited for a few seconds before it opened and He was. I sank down on her face, pressing my pussy right on my mom’s hungry mouth. I shuddered as she licked at me. Her tongue flicked through my folds. She lapped at me with hunger. I groaned as she gathered the cum in me. A lot had leaked out, but there was still jizz in me for her to enjoy.Now she had a fresh load. I leaned over her, my stomach pressing into her big boobs. My pigtails dangled down before me. A shiver ran through my fourteen-year-old flesh. I stared at my mother’s thick bush matted.