Silently she thanks her mom for her choice of front hook bras for herself. Again she looks in the mirror, beholding the snugness of the cups she over...fills as they try to give her cleavage which she already has in abundance. She smiles sarcastically to herself as she realizes she's 'Stacked' better than her mom.Satisfied with her undergarments, she looks to the open closet and sees a dress her mom looked gorgeous in when she wore it a couple months ago for a night out with some friends. She. I was really hungry, but mom looked worn out."Come lay down for a minute, baby," she said. "I'll get up soon, I promise. Just a minute."I laid down next to her. Her breast was still exposed, the nipple long and erect. “What’s it taste like?” I asked. My mom seemed to be startled awake by my question. “Huh?” “What’s it taste like? The milk? Is it like cow milk?” My mom laughed and said, “I don’t know.” We lay quietly for a while longer. My mother showed no signs of getting up to get something. Their musk was intoxicating.Candice soon had both boys throbbing with need. She pushed Terry down onto the chaise lounge. Straddling him easily, she fitted his red helmet at her entrance. She dipped it inside several times, coating it nicely with her cunt-cream. Once it was nice and lubed, she slid down until her groin met his. She braced her hands on his abdomen, began rocking her hips, grinding against him. His hard cock stirred in her cunt delightfully."That's my boy. Let momma ride this. The biggest piece I was able to move into the fire was a 4X4 that was about 6 foot long.We called Pop Friday evening and Saturday in the morning and evening. Sunday morning we talked but when we called twice Sunday night, there was no answer but it was too late to head home because it was already getting dark. We were up at first light and tried the phone again with the same results. Saddling the horses we set out as fast as we could. I figured with going straight it was only about a 12.