Mother fucking

You saw there was a sound system with a microphone set up. "Oh how perfect."

You walk up to the microphone and clear your throat. "I'd like to make a speech, if that's alright with everyone." You pause to gauge their reactions which are a nods with a few cheers and words of encouragement. You have to practically bite down onto yourself to hide your grin at what will soon happen.

"Seeing you all has just brought up so much nostalgia for me. Speaking of nostalgia, Casey," you pause to point out your eighteen year old younger sister "I still remember when you were a newborn and mom would breastfeed you." A wave of silence swept through your extended family, but you were only just starting.

"John!" Your mom hissed, red in the face, but you continued. "You know, speaking of your tits, mom, why don't you stand up, yank down your dress and show everyone those big ol milk jugs!" You crudely command and she obeys.

"You know what while we're at it, just take off that whole dress mom, it looks hideous. Don't forget the underwear, that's gotta go too." You were on a roll and the gasps of shock from everyone just egged you on.

"Ladies, let's not let mom here feel left out. All the ladies stip down too!" You command.