Recent Blogs: MILF NEXT DOOR paused for a moment, allowing her eye to move over her daughter's near-perfect form, from her blond hair done up in pony tails to the gentle line of her back and the way the high, firm roundness of her tight, young ass filled her white cotton panties. "Why, Susie dear, whatever is the matter?" she asked, coming in to her daughter's room.
"Oh, Mother" Susie sobbed, "tell me; am I beautiful?"
"Why of course you are, darling," Mrs. Hanson said, standing behind her daughter and placing her hands gently on her shoulders. She considered Susie's image in the mirror, her eye automatically drawn to Susie's firm young breasts - when did they become so large? Mrs. Hanson could clearly make out Susie's nipples through the sheer fabric of her bra; tiny pink pleasure buds.
"You're very beautiful, Susie," Mrs. Hanson said quietly, moving her hands around to cup her daughter's pert pair. "What size are you these days, Susie?"
"I'm a 36D, Mama."
"You don't say?" she remarked, giving her daughter's firm tits a gentle squeeze. Why, it seemed only yesterday her daughter was struggling into a training bra. Looking down, Mrs. Hanson could make out the cleft her daughter's sex; Susie's white cotton panties formed a perfect camel toe. "Say, Susie," she asked, "have you been shaving your, uh, natural bodily hair?"