It was a warm summer afternoon in Canesbury as thirty six year old Lisa Wright stood in her kitchen washing dishes. She looked up and smiled as she heard the young kids living behind her house playing around with their Labrador on the other side of the fence. Hearing them scream and laugh reminded her of her twin boys Jason and Kevin, now strapping eighteen year olds, running and playing around the house when they were younger. Their poor sister Tiffany, a year older than them, had to put up with her brothers' constant teasing growing up. Lisa laughed a little as a memory came back to her of Kevin putting a small frog down the back of his sister's shirt.
Lisa had a very contagious smile. Her lips were naturally pink and plump and her teeth were straight and white. A couple of small laugh lines appeared on the sides of her green eyes but those were the only wrinkles to blemish an otherwise youthfully round face for a mother of three. Her brown hair was thick as it fell over her ears in a bob-style cut and shined in the sunlight streaming through the window.
Her body also showed no signs of her age or the fact that she had three grown children. Years of intense yoga, Pilates and determination left her body the envy of any young coed. Her arms were slender and strong. Her stomach was flat with just a hint of muscle under the tight skin. Her legs looked quite long with generous hips and strong calves that were visible due to the tight red yoga pants she was currently wearing. The pants also did a great job of forming around her round tight ass cheeks. Her skin had a healthy olive complexion to it so she didn't look pale nor overly tanned. Her greatest charms of all however were her breasts. Overly generous 34G's that still defied gravity and stuck up from her chest without the need of a bra and were capped by dark pink nipples the size of the bottom of a soda can.
Chesttalk: A repository for big-bust stories collected from the web.
