Her magnificent breasts heaved and bobbled with her weeping. Charlene couldn't help noticing that her mother's nipples were, stiffened, fully swollen.... "Are you all right, Mom?"Slowly, she crossed the room towards her mother, bare feet sinking into the plush softness of the carpeting with each step. She stopped behind her mother, staring into her mother's eyes' reflection of Liz's shoulder. "Mom?" she repeated, this time the syllable little more than a whisper to her mother's ear. "What is it?". I need to talk to Jason, so if you know where he is, I beg you…please, I need to know,’ the voice continued, breaking down with barely contained sobs. Finally, after a moment of deep breathing, the sobs quieted enough for the message to continue, ‘I really screwed up. God, I don’t think he’s going to forgive me for this. But I love him…I really do….I just…oh God, what if he doesn’t even listen to me,’ the voice said trailing off into sobs again. ‘I know I’ve never been your favorite person, but. They could not be real and they weren’t. I noticed barely visible scars under her breasts and I traced them with the tip of my tongue. I could feel her shiver in my arms. She was ready for my final assault. This time it was my turn to push her down on the blanket and I moved my hands to remove her bikinis. She stopped me and then undid the small clips on her hips pulling the bikinis down.If I sad I wasn’t ready for what I saw it would be an understatement. In front of me was a semi erected huge. Slowly he lifted his hand and began to run it down her side, making her shudder with pleasure as he looked into her eyes. His hands slid under the waistband of her jeans, his thick fingers nimbly releasing the button from its hole. Sliding the zipper down softly he slid his hand into her jeans. She moaned suddenly as his rough fingers made contact with her fevered, wet skin. He groaned as he realized she wore nothing underneath the jeans and kissed her once more. She sighed deeply and moved.