Once, during an especially h**** weekend while I was in high school, my Mom was sunbathing with her younger sisters who are twins and gorgeous, but not as curvaceous as my Mom. I was in my bedroom watching them and eagerly jacking off. I could tell they were trading body compliments and admiring each others t***. Suddenly, a longtime prayer of mine was answered. After glancing nervously toward the house, Mom reached up behind her neck and untied her bikini top. Her large breasts sprang out and bounced against each other, settling into perfect jutting teardrops with just a natural touch of sag. As she removed her top completely, my eyes focused on her aureoles round and dark red, with small n****** poking out. Mom’s sisters gaped at her bare t*** and I knew they were envious. No sooner had I set eyes on my Mom’s large, yet more perfectly shaped than I ever dreamed t***, that my balls contracted and my c*** started spewing c**. Long, white ropes of it squirted and squirted as it coursed up through the hard shaft of my d*** and madly splattering from it’s head all over the wall and the window. So there was Mom, innocently gabbing with her sisters about b*** exercises and her fruit diet, while I mentally pounded my c*** in and out of her p****, moaning obscenely and pumping a bucket of c** out of my balls. I flopped onto my back panting, my shorts around my ankles, and watched Mom struggle to fit her melons back into her bikini top.
