You decide to walk into the living room, with your mom's boobs still dangling from your chest, you gave them a couple of good squeezes and then went into the room and sat across from your mom, who was still watching TV.
By now you had a serious hard-on in your pants, and every time you looked down at your mom's tits on your chest you seemed to get even harder.
Suddenly, you were shocked when your mom spoke: "I take it you like having my boobs Sean?" she asked you, turning to face you with a little smile.
"What....mom...?" you stuttered.
"Having your chest isn't as good as having your father's felt all those years ago," ...she then commented, as she inspected the flat teenage male chest she now possessed, ..."not quite as muscly, maybe you should start working a little sweetheart" she told you.
You just watched her for a moment and then looked down at your nee chest again, suddenly having your mom's boobs felt very uncomfortable, and your hard-on quickly disappeared.
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