Good question. Now shut up and titfuck your mom.

With a valliant effort, you tear your eyes away from your mom's exposed breasts and tell her to put her clothes... haha no, you just stare at her with your mouth open like an idiot.

She seizes her chance and bends over the bed to tug your blanket away, revealing your rapidly growing erection. Before you can react she wraps her hands around it and makes puppy eyes at you. "Please Ryan, I just want to make sure you have the best possible start to your day. Let me make you feel good like that ditzy assistant in the bakery anime, I forget the name. You know my boobs are bigger than hers, if only because they're not 2D."

She illustrates her point by letting go of your shaft so she can use her hands to bounce her breasts up and down. Definitely 3D, you think when she shakes her torso to make them swing back and forth. You might feel bad about it later, but you don't have the willpower to say no anymore. You don't want to say yes either though, so you just nod your head.

That's all the answer your mom needs. With a grateful smile she kneels on the soft rug next to your bed, where she waits until you sit up and swing your legs over the side. Once you're sitting in front of her, your dick standing at attention, she brings her hands to either side of her breasts to hold them together while they engulf your member.

Her breasts are so big that you're fully enveloped in the deep valley between them, not even the tip of your dick is visible when your mom pushes her body down so her mammaries rest on your legs.

Her warm skin slides smoothly up and down your meat, a soft embrace with just the right amount of pressure from her hands. She looks up at you and her face reflects motherly affection as well as some more sinful feelings. "Is mommy doing this right? Don't forget to eat your pancakes while they're hot."

You absentmindedly reach out for the plate of pancakes, which you place on the bed next to you. "You... you're doing perfectly."

"Goodie! I've never done this before so I wasn't sure. "

"How have you never done this before? Not even with dad?"

"Oh, he wanted to. But I've always been self-conscious because of these ridiculous things, I dress consevatively for a reason. You like them though don't you?"

"They're amazing mom. I know Sarah couldn't do this," you say with a full mouth as your mom uses her tits to jack you off.

"Would you believe I envy her? My daughter has nice little boobies that let her wear what she wants without being stared at by every man around, and here I am with these unwieldy udders "

"You shouldn't envy her. Sarah's breasts are wonderful, but they have nothing on your funbags."

"And how would you know that?" Suddenly she's your stern mother again, but then her expression changes. "Do you own her breasts too? I thought it was just the vagina."

"Uh, yeah. Sure." It's a good thing she provided that excuse for you, because you're in no state to come up with one yourself.

To be on the safe side, you use the last of your mental processing power to think of a way to stop her from talking. "Do you still want to give me a blowjob?"