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I stripped off my clothes and went to put in the hamper where I saw on top mom's bra and panties from last night. I picked up the bra and looked at it. I found the tag on it that said it was for 36D cups. I instinctively brought it up to my moms tits story and moms tits story it a big whiff.

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Mom had gone moms tits story Dr. Heywood for her periodic checkup. During her examination, the doctor found a tiny lump in one of her breasts. It was nothing, almost nothing; a "mass" Dr. Heywood called it after the tests returned, but he recommended removing it. The removal, quick and sanitary, required only an overnight stay at the clinic. Today, with HMO's and crowded hospitals, the surgery would have been an outpatient procedure, easily.

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During and after her recovery, mom informed me of what was going on with her body, often in. More and more often, moms tits story would make comments about me becoming a man, growing up, and maturing. Also, I noticed mom was more relaxed in regard to covering her body.

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