Deborah played with her hair in the mirror, holding it up above her head in imitation of a bun as she pursed her lips. Was that too messy?
The sound of the front door opening and closing was immediately followed by Jason's voice.
"Mommmm! I'm home!" Came her son's call from the entryway. Deborah felt her heart begin to beat faster, but she took a deep breath and gave herself a quick shake, her loose brown curls swirling, before heading down the stairs. Her t**s bounced in her sweater and her feet sunk into the soft carpet as she slowly descended.
"How was school baby?" Deborah asked warmly as she came down the stairs looking at Jason. He was staring up at her, a wondering smile on his face as his eyes bobbed up and down in tandem with her tit's movements. Deborah smiled to herself.
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