Mama was with the breasts out, slightly reddened. She had been in the garden, tending to the flowers, removed her blouse and bra to receive the morning sun's rays in her nude body.
She entered the house with her bust bare. She has magnificents breasts for a lady of 40, fully lifted and thick nipples. Tits like those of a teenager. I like to see them. My sister has breasts just like hers, only a little smaller. I like to see both.
And to suck them.
Seeing her like that, with the tits out, I picked up the jar of pineapple jam, spread some on her large nipples and the skin of her breasts, and started sucking.
Mom laughed a lot, she finds very funny certain things I do to her. She says that despite being 18 years old, I still behave like a child when it comes to sex.
I didn't care, I kept sucking her breasts.
As I greedily strolled the tongue to my mom's tits with my pert mouth, I scrolled down my right hand between her thighs, slipping the fingers under her shorts and the delicate and fine panties that she wore under her shorts.
Mom started stroking my hairs and the back of my neck.
It was in this way that she always showed that she was enjoying my caresses. Touching and caressing me.
My fingers, inside the panties, caressed the mass of blond hair, enjoyed the softness of her full pussy lips and in a perfect thrust, I shoved two fingers into the orifice of my mother's vagina.
We were like that, me sucking my mother's magnificents and gorgeous breasts, my hand between her beautiful thighs, my fingers making rhythmic movements, entering and leaving her pussy, my mother moaning, when my sister entered.
