Blackmail Mom

I already had a good idea how big they were when I went hunting for sexy clothes. Mom’s somewhere between a b and c in cup size, since she wears both. Regardless of size, they look incredible dangling the way they are. Were her nipples hard when we were dancing? If they were, I couldn’t feel them.

Mom stopped lowering her dress right beneath her tits and looking at me. She’s waiting for me to tell her I’ve seen enough, but my dick’s eager to come out to play. Just a little longer and I’ll be free of these pants that didn’t start out this tight.

She sighs as her dress continues down and start to see some brown hairs sticking out over the black. I don’t need to look up to know the camera’s pointed right at her ass. Mom takes a deep breath as her fingers press down to reveal the full bush hiding her pussy from me. A full bush isn’t my thing, but not enough to get me to say anything other than what’s already going to be said.

Her tits sway a little as I watch her nipples like two pendulum