All Chapters of The Slaved Virgin Offering: Chapter 1191 - Chapter 1200

And with that she casually begins to pull the sweater up and over her head. After pulling the sweater free, she shakes her long hair back into place letting the sweater slip to the rug as if it was no big deal.Jimmy stares in awe at the majestic beauty of her chest. This has turned out to be like some kind of mad exhilarating dream of sorts."So are they really big just as you imagined?""Yes Mommy," he says in the barest of whispers."Jesus her bra looks simply gorgeous on her," Jimmy thinks as his eyes become stuck on his mom's big tits. The aqua blue lace bra she is wearing looks to be having a mighty difficult time containing those huge tits of hers, Jimmy notes as he looks at them with growing desire.Only his mother knew blue, aqua blue to be specific, was his favorite color. Did she really go put this on while waiting for him upstairs in her bedroom with that fact in mind? The thought causes his heart to skip a beat as the implications are unimaginable.This pretty bra of his

The whole thing is like some sort of mad fantasy as she starts to talk again. "When you were a new born 8 minutes old, when you were 8 hours old I eagerly shared by boobs with my baby as any good mommy would do. When you were 8 days old, 8 months old, I of course still did the same...but then when you got older my sharing should have stopped but it didn't.""Why?" he finally asks the million dollar question. She takes a small sip of her wine, looking at him seriously wondering if he has any idea where she is leading him."When you passed the age where you no longer needed to be breast fed I became sad and lonely for it was only when you were so eagerly sucking on your mommy's tits that I felt truly loved and needed. My relationship with your father was growing by that time worse and worse every day. I was alone and afraid...you were my only hope, my only love, my salvation."She takes a deep breath. "So not wanting to give up that feeling of love I felt so strongly when you were nursi

"I thought as much, the way you have been eyeing them all night it's really no surprise, but being you're so sweet, innocent and above all else shy, I guess it's up to your mommy to lead you to the promised land huh?"She pushes him back against the large round pillow, and then turning around settles herself down in front of him, laying with her back flush against his bare chest. She reaches behind her, tugging, pulling, and stroking his hair playfully, before her hands slip down finding his.She guides his nervous hands around to the front of her body and places them on her tummy. She removes her hands wondering what he might do on his own.He begins to glide his hands all over her bare tummy, slowly ever so slowly with each passing circle they glide higher, until finally they are just inches below the majestic twin peaks of her breasts.Sensing he will need encouragement to take that final step she turns slightly towards him whispering, "Go on baby, don't be shy, you can touch them

The half-asleep Jimmy fights to stay awake waiting for her to return to bed. He has romantic notions of falling asleep in her arms after profusely declaring his undying love to her over and over. He is surprised, and very much relieved, that she does not seem overly upset by his wild attack upon her. He was even more surprised when, as they climbed the stairs, in a soft whispered plea that almost sounded desperate in its urging, when she invited him to sleep with her that night. He is hopeful, wondering if sleep was all that was on the menu.He does his best to stay awake, but it's to no avail and in the process of waiting for her in slips off into a deep sleep. Sometime later he fills himself being awaken by a series of soft kisses and even softer words by his mother.His eyes flicker open and for a moment or two he believes he is dreaming. The bedroom, which previously had been dark, is now bathed in soft candles light. His mother's voice, sweet and soft, is coming from next to him

Ahh yes, Missy and Ellie—a study in contrasts. Missy was your typical California bleached bomb bimbo. She was 5" 5", 129 pounds and had size 32 E tits along with a well-shaped set of legs and a super sweet ass. Her skinny size 22 waist made her large, enhanced boobs look gigantic. The father cared little they weren't 100 percent real; hell he paid for them. What mattered was the best plastic surgeon in all of Southern California had done his job well. Yes, Missy's boobs may have been fake, but they looked fantastic.Her bleached blonde hair fell to her shoulders, which worked well with her unblemished complexion which was tanned to a deep golden bronze from hours of worshiping the sun in a wide variety of skimpy bikinis. At the age of 24, she was what one might refer to as a trophy wife.The platinum blonde, with the big baby blue eyes and enormous breasts, stopped just about everyone who met her dead in their tracks, including the father. His many friends laughed when the father marr