Motherly Love
I awoke one morning one morning shortly after the start of my senior year in high school not long after I turned 18. Taking a quick shower, I headed downstairs where my mother Marie was cooking breakfast. "Good morning baby." She said happily setting two plates on the table, "Just in time."Mom always let me sleep late on her days off. Dad on the other hand, always had me get up early. When she sat down, I saw her robe was open, nearly exposing her hereditarily firm 44L boobs. I tried to resist...