"Paul, honey, can you come into the kitchen and help mommy out, please?" "What is it mommy?" "I can't reach the flour and I really want to make us some yummy mommy cupcakes. Don't you want your mommy to bake you some yummy mommy cakes?" "Oh yes mommy, OK, I'll be right there!" I walked into the kitchen and immediately saw mommy in the far corner, reaching up for the elusive bag of flour. Her short white diaphanous gown didn't quite cover her round ass, so I could see the bottom of her cheeks, but couldn't quite tell if she was wearing anything underneath. She was, however, weari… 続きを読む