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She was barefoot. She wasn’t home when Francine got back form seventh grade, or when I got home from high school. 21sextury Brenda stood up first. Her breasts were as large as her grandmother Norma’s. Her pussy was already wet. Though Brenda was 40, her breasts were a very perky B cup, with nipples pushing out the fabric of the dress. It seemed everyone in the family knew, but no one objected. “I’m sure Brenda and Marcia will be as good company to us as I already learned Norma and Sara can be.” All the women giggled at this remark. At first, Francine and I were sad about it, but when Francine started to grow breasts, my attention wandered in a different direction. “I’m sure Brenda and Marcia will be as good company to us as I already learned Norma and Sara can be.” All the women giggled at this remark. “Suck my tits,” Brenda begged me. For a while, life went on normally, but then mom got more and more lonely, and started screwing around with some of the neighborhood single men. Brenda reached back and unlatched the Velcro holding the top of her dress together at the back of her neck, and lowered the front all the way down to her waist, exposing her pale, perky breasts with their erect nipples. She was wearing a tank top that barely covered her nipples, and a pair of boy’s gym shorts.