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My Mom was a beautiful lady. She was a tall, curvy blonde with a 36D bust to match her age, and as it turned out for me, very naughty. We were from a typical upper-middle-class family with a home in a subdivision with a pool. We lived the good life until my dad suddenly passed away. He was a businessman and not a very good one at that it turned out. He was deeply in debt and after he passed my mom and I had to move into town into a tiny apartment and she had to go back to work. But living together in such an intimate little place like that opened up a whole new world for me kaçak iddaa at least.It all started innocently at first. It was the summer before my senior year in HS, I used to stay up late on the sofa watching HBO and Showtime until I fell asleep. On a Saturday morning, I woke up as mom was fixing breakfast. I had never looked upon my mom in a sexual nature before, but as I lay there I couldn’t help but notice how transparent her gown was as the sun shone through the windows.Mom was very busty, she had gotten a breast augmentation about ten years before when she was about twenty-seven. kaçak bahis The more I looked, the more of her figure stood out in the bright light. Her breasts were beautiful and when she turned a certain way her entire body was visible through the gown. As I lay there watching her I could feel my young cock beginning to grow hard. She called me for breakfast, but I just laid there for a minute or two. Then my mom walked over and playfully pulled off the sheet that was covering me. I tried to cover up but her eyes went straight to my hard cock pushing against my boxers. “Mom illegal bahis stop,” I said as I got up and headed for the bathroom to compose myself. After I came back to the table, we mostly ate in silence for a few minutes. I still couldn’t keep my eyes off her breasts. Several times her gown seemed to fall open just a little more exposing cleavage. She caught me looking once and giggled as she closed her gown, but just a little.After my Dad passed away, I noticed that mom began to drink a lot more than normal. The more she drank, the more naughty she seemed to become. Mom was starting to show off more and more of her assets. No longer was she a modest dresser around the house. No more bathrobe and slippers but now it was no bra with a t-shirt or tank top, much to my delight.
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