Mom cucks son, then things get weird.

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"Happy birthday Jimmy! Or should I say Jim, since you're officially all grown up now."

That's how it started, with my mom celebrating my 18th birthday by setting a homemade cake in front of me at our kitchen table. As she bent down, I was treated to an impressive view of her generous cleavage. Of course I knew she was stacked, but she had always dressed so modestly around me, at least ever since I had been old enough to notice. Suddenly things seemed different. Her breasts hung tantalizing loose in her bra, displayed for me by her partly open blouse. They...