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Mom’s Huge Boobs Ch.Being a middle c***d, it sometimes felt like I got lost in the shuffle for not being the oldest or youngest. However, I did have one thing that was bigger and better than my brothers. Not sure I thought it was such a good thing until the summer after I turned 18.My older brother, Stan, who was two years older was away at college and my younger brother, Ray, was just finishing his freshman year in high school. For me, Robby, I was finishing my senior year in high school and looking forward to moving away to go to college. Just not sure where yet. Those thoughts changed. After that summer, I wanted to then stay at home and go to the local community college. Let me explain why..I grew up in a very conservative family where there was certainly no “I love you’s” or any signs canlı bahis of affection. Sex was not something anyone talked about, especially with my parents. My father worked at a bank and was 8 years older than my mom. They married when she was 19 and had my brother 2 years later. I was born two years after that. A little about mom. My mom was what you called “very well endowed.” She had big boobs before k**s, but having three so close together certainly turned them into huge monster fun bags. You would need two hands just to handle one of them. Not sure where she bought her bras to contain them. That, of course, is not something we would ever talk about. They also got a lot of attention from my friends who liked to talk about my mom and her huge boobs a lot. I would kind of laugh the comments bahis siteleri off and pretend like they bothered me, but was also very happy and proud that my mom was thought of in such a good light and as a MILF.I was always a pretty skinny k** growing up and just started to fill in when I was 18 and boy did I fill in. Along with the rest of my body, my cock grew from a skinny little thing into 7 inches when hanging down in front of my massive set of balls and 9 inches when it stood at attention when hard which seemed to be a lot.Maybe I owed my size to my mom who had no problem with size obviously.At that age, masturbation become a lifestyle and a couple times a day activity for me and often with the thoughts of my mom’s boobs swinging in my face and having my hard cock rubbing between bahis şirketleri them as I stroked my big hard cock. I would shoot a big load of cum in the air and then feel guilty for having such thoughts about my mom. Those feelings sure passed quickly the next time I saw them or was stoking my cock again. Her boobs became a little bit of an obsession for me and caused me to stare at her chest more than I probably should of. I just always hoped she didn’t notice, but as time passed, I kept hoping more and more that she did notice me staring and wonder what she was thinking. Things changed between my mom and me that Spring when she accidently walked into my room to gather laundry while I was changing and was only wearing my tighty whities. I remember that look of embarrassment on her face as she stared at my massive bulge. “Sorry for walking in while you were changing, Robby. I thought you were already downstairs.” “No problem, mom. I was just getting dressed for school.” Read more..www.aubreystar.website

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