My name is Jean, I stand about five foot nothing, thin with straight blond hair and I live at home with my mother.

Mother was fifteen when she gave birth to me and although she was very young she undertook the responsibility and dedicated herself to raising me. I was an only child, mother never married and I grew up in a single parent house. This has a lot of advantages and draw backs but I have to say I enjoyed my child hood and can not imaging it any other way.

My mother breast feed me from birth and I am still breast feeding every day. When I arrive home from school I am greeted by my loving mother and like all teens I am always hungry but instead of soft drink and cookies I am greeted with two big and full breasts of milk wrapped in a crisp white nursing bra.

Sometimes mother sits on the couch and I sit on her lap or lay on the couch with my head on her lap and look up at her beautiful face as she opened her satin blouse to gain access to her nursing bra and as she undoes the straps to let loose her large breasts full of warm milk.

Her nipples are an exceptional long, about  one and a half inch long when fully erect and I love to roll my tongue around them as I suck first one then the other. I also love the  feel of her satin blouse and the material that her girdle and bra are made from. I rub my hand over her bra under her breast and feel the smooth material against her breasts as I am suckled on her nipples.  

My mother likes to wears foundation garments, you know, a girdle, long line bras, nursing bras, stockings and the like, sometimes with a satin house coat when it was only the two of us around the house or she will have her business clothes on which is usually a satin blouse, a skirt, stockings and high heals.