Gently, but not all at once.

Sara stood up behind her mother, an audible pop as she stretched and cracked her back. 'Unaware' that her cock and balls were hanging out of her shorts, Sara stepped forward, placing a hand on her mother's back with concern, "Are you okay mom? Looks like you stood up a bit too quickly." Sara's words were still the same sweet, concerned young woman she'd always been. Always such a mommies girl. As Sara caressed between Miriam's shoulder blades, the older woman couldn't help but lean into Sara, the soft cool skin of her ass pressing against Sara's burning hot cock.

For a long moment, they stayed in this position, Sara's shaft pressed against her mother's ass, Miriam feeling her daughter's pulse pounding through the fat tube of cock that Miriam should never interact with. Biting her lip, Miriam unconsciously ground against her daughter, before shaking her head, "I'm fine hun. Just a little verklempt. You ever have those days where you feel like you're learning something brand new about yourself?" She stood up, dropping her dress and straightening her lines. Looking down, she noticed that Sara was all but full mast, and despite her arousal fought to be a mother at this moment, "Sara looks like you've popped out. Just because it's just us girls doesn't mean you can't be immodest. " She didn't realize her hand was wrapped around Sara's shaft until she felt her grip close around it. With a quick bite of her lip, she reached down and tucked Sara's shaft away, before going back to kneeling and sorting the laundry.

Sara, for the most part, stood in stunned silence, trying hard not to turn into a raging **** machine, felt like she was going to live the moment of her mother's hand around her cock forever. Miriam's attempts at keeping Sara modest weren't all that great, with Sara's cockhead poking out of the top of her shorts, and her balls, already the size of lemons, hanging out the bottom of her all-too-short pant leg. Rejoining her mother, Sara picked up a bag of her sister's clothing and started sorting. As she was standing, her balls were right next to her mother's face as she wondered, "Sorry Mom, It's hard to keep under control when I get excited. There's something about my loving family that gets me stirred up in all the right ways." Her cock twitched, a glob of precum dribbling down the shaft to land next to Miriam. Pulling out a pair of Ayla's panties, Sara languidly sniffed them, audibly reveling in incestuous lust inches from her mother, before tossing them in the proper pile.

Miriam stood bolt still, holding onto a bra of Talia's, her eyes darting towards and then away from Sara's massive balls. The fact that they did such a number on the sheets, Miriam could only think about what it would do to her womb. Fuck. She saw herself swollen with child, her own grandchild, and the idea felt right. Honestly, how could anything be more right, than to indulge in what she wanted more than anything at this moment? They were all consenting adults...

Looking down at Miriam, Sara leaned down and smiled wantonly, "You know mom... I've been thinking a lot about how you've been pestering Hannah and Daniel about getting out more. About how you want grandchildren. But I don't recall you ever pestering me about that. Is that because you want to make those yourself?" Sara's cock twitched again, a glob of precum bigger than any full load her father ever shot falling down and landing on Miriam's shoulder.

Sara was about to go on, when suddenly Miriam's resolve hardened, "Sara Cohen, that is no way to speak to your mother. You need to go to your room this instant and work out your own issues. **** is a crime, not only in this state but against our God. I don't care that he blessed you with a massive breeding pole, your mother isn't someone you should be showing it off to, talking about making children." Sara could see that Miriam was resolute in her decision, and didn't press the issue. Her cock bounced with each step, and as Sara turned the corner, she couldn't help but notice Miriam wiping the cum off her shoulder, and stealing a taste.