Amelia and Mother

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"Maya! Dinner will be ready soon so don't take a shower yet!" Another voice rang out making me smile as I instantly walked down the remaining steps

"Yes mom!" Maya stoped before she sighed and I could see her glare at me once more before she walked up toward her room.

'Why can't she just take her hoodie off in her room' it was pure torture and yet I had to put up with it.

'Mom' I smiled as I came toward the living room but instead of my mother I was met with a women sitting on the couch with a baby in her arms.

"Amelia?" I was disappointed as I saw a gorgeous women who looked to be in her early twenties.

"Don't look so disappointed to see me will yea" Amelia looked up and saw my frown before she rolled her eyes.

Amelia was the oldest of my sister's and had turned twenty two just last month, My mother had Amelia when she just turned twenty. Amelia was basically like a second mom to me since she basically helped raise me.

She was beautiful with long silky Brown hair that had a orange undertone and hung into her face. She had the looks of a mature women with thin cheeks and plump pink lips that were usually formed into a teasing smile.

The main point about Amelia was that she had gotten pregnant when she was just a teenager, It was a pretty big deal but I guess since my mother had Amelia when she was so young she didn't make a big deal out of it and helped Amelia through the situation.

The father of the child and Amelia's boyfriend was I guess you could say nice guy. In all honesty he was nothing like you would expect when you saw my elder sister, I always found it surprising that such a guy was the one that my sister slept with and got pregnant with his child.

'Can't she do that in her room!' I stopped thinking and grumbled as my eyes went down and caught sight that Amelia's shirt was pulled down on one side.

Amelia's breasts were slightly larger then Maya's and because of pregnancy they had been swollen ever since she gave birth, They were almost like a pair of water balloons that were filled to the brim with milk and her nipple's were extremely swollen and almost a cherry red waiting to be milked.

Amelia was holding her son jack toward her exposed swollen breast and the baby was sucking on her swollen nipple drinking her milk, It was a sight I had come to get used to and yet I still couldn't help but look every time I saw it.

'Doesn't she have shame' I thought but I already knew the answer.

Amelia didn't care about other peoples eyes and along with her constant breast feeding in front of me she also brought out her bare breast in public and let jack feed there. There would always be the eyes of males when she did such a thing and I could only shrink back in embarrassment.

"Oh? You like what you see?" Amelia followed my gaze toward her swollen nipple that was being sucked on and she smirked with a teasing look on her face.

"W~what? N~no" I stuttered in a very unconvincing voice making Amelia smirk.

"Are you sure?" Amelia asked and leaned forward making her breast sway slightly.

"Because I have another one if you want a taste as well" Amelia said making my face blush as I quickly looked away making my elder sister giggle.

"W~where's mom!?" I decided that talking anymore would put me at a disadvantage so I got straight to the point.

"Your all grown up now huh? You don't even want to talk with your big sister" Amelia pouted and laughed before she pointed toward the kitchen.

"She's making dinner" Amelia said and before she could speak anymore I quickly ran out the room hearing her giggled behind me.

'Can't she stop teasing me' I grumbled in annoyance.

'Smells like chicken' I sniffed as I walked down the hallway and came toward the kitchen.

I turned to my right and walked into the kitchen where the delicious smell was coming from when my eyes landed on a figure who was putting food onto plates.

My mother was undoubtedly a gorgeous women and I wasn't just saying that because I was her son. Although she was in her early forties she didn't have one wrinkle on her pliable milky skin. Her hair was a shiny silver that was always tied up in a bun with a few strands of hair framing her cold yet beautiful features.

Sharp eyebrows that were almost naturally pointed down in a frowning position while a pair of light blue eyes peaked from behind her framed black glasses. Her plump lips added a more seductive charm to her cold face while her sharp jawline made her seem even colder.

She was a perfect cold beauty that anyone would fell there heart beat when they saw her but what was the most noticeable aspect of my mother was undoubtedly her mature and voluptuous womanly figure.

My mother was wearing a tight brown blouse that barley contained her heavy milky breasts. They were like a pair of breasts you would find straight out of hentai and anime, Huge and completely perky despite the size of the bags of fat.

It was obvious why all of my sisters were so well endowed in the chest area when you looked at my mother's bust.

Two bags of pillowy flesh that was bulging against the fabric with only one small button baring the brut force of the heavy flesh. The shirt was open on the top showing off a milky and deep cleavage that seemed like it went on forever.

The creamy and milky valley of flesh was covered in sweat from the hot temperature and dripped down and into milky crevice that you could disappear into. My mother had a pair of wide hips and long creamy legs but she was wearing a small brown skirt that was covered in red strips.

The skirt was so small that I could see two doughy and thick cheeks hanging out the bottom of the skirt for all to see. My mother had a very plump and juicy rear that could easily compete with her large knockers.

I wasn't exaggerating when I said that half of her meaty and plump cheeks were hanging in the open as they jiggled with even the smallest of movements. Her doughy cheeks were dripping sweat and trailed down her thick creamy thigh that were covered in brown stockings.

'Wow' I couldn't help but gulp as I looked at my mothers cheeks that were bouncing with every movement.

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