overwhelmed by the breast

Samus, as much as she was enjoying the moment, had never been a woman who simply enjoyed the moment. No, she had always been a woman of action, so even though she knew she would be outclassed, she had no intention of being inferior to her clone.

She also grabbed the clone's zero suit, unzipped it, and then slipped her arm inside.

The suit slowly peeled away from the clone's skin as her right hand reached her breast, then cupped it.

Milf Samus: Oh, rough, I'll have a lot to teach you, girl, but I don't mind a little rough. Would you like that too?

Milf Samus stopped caressing Samus's pussy and inserted her index finger deep inside. Samus's body wasn't yet warm enough for prenatal sex, but the clone's slow insertion lessened the pang of pain; in fact, the pleasure covered her and heightened the eroticism.

Samus couldn't help but gasp. She almost pulled her hand away from the clone's breast, but the clone stopped her, pressing it against his own breast, accompanying her in the groping.

Milf Samus closed the gap between their bodies, straddling Samus's left leg, so that her thigh rested on her pussy, separated only by her tight suit.

Milf Samus: ummm, give me more, my girl.

Samus didn't need to be told twice; she took advantage of her position to set her clone down on the ground and used her left knee to massage her pussy.

Milf Samus also pulled off the top of her zero suit, completely revealing her chest. Now, no longer compressed by the suit, it was even larger than Samus had thought, though a little sagging. But after all, her clone was a mature woman; she couldn't have a firm, fit body like hers, but somehow it was still quite attractive. Samus wondered if one day, if she'd put on a few pounds, she'd reach those proportions.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the clone's delicate hands grabbed her head.

Milf Samus: If you like looking at them so much, you should do them closer...

Milf Samus gently pulled Samus against her chest, burying her against it.

They were soft, flaccid, and supple, a pleasant sensation, then she felt them pressed against her face.

In fact, Milf Samus had begun kneading her breasts, pushing them against Samus's face.

Milf Samus: Having huge tits is wonderful, isn't it, my daughter? Maybe you want some milk? We can ask the computer to make it for me if you want.

Samus's response was suffocated by the clone's massive breasts and incomprehensible.

Samus grabbed both of the clone's breasts with her hands and pushed herself out, taking a breath.

Samus: Those breasts... they're a **** trap.

Milf Samus: we're just getting started.

Milf Samus grabs Samus's Zero suit at her waist and begins sliding it down her legs.