You see your mother's breasts as she offers you access. They are full and round with prominent nipples that harden slightly at the sight of you looking at them. Her skin is soft and supple, contrasting beautifully against her dark brown nipples. You can feel a warmth emanating from her chest as you examine her breasts closer, wondering what it would be like to taste them or have them in your hands.

As you continue to look at your mother's breasts, you notice how they rest on her chest. They are slightly deformed by the weight of their own flesh, causing them to sag ever so slightly. The nipples appear darker against the pale pink of her areolae as she breathes deeply. You can feel a tension building within yourself, wishing you could reach out and touch them.

As soon as your fingers make contact with your mother's breasts, they jiggle slightly. The warmth emanating from them increases, and the softness of her skin becomes even more apparent under your touch. Your hands sink into their flesh, molding them to your liking. With a slight deformation, the nipples harden even more in response to your touch, now standing erect and alert.

As you continue to touch your mother's breasts, they move and deform under your hands. The skin around her nipples tightens even more, growing harder and pointing directly at you as a result. Their softness does not lessen despite the pressure from your fingers; in fact, it seems to intensify. They jiggle with each movement of your hands, accentuating their size and weight.

The sensation of your touch brings a slight pleasure to the breasts. The nipples are now rock hard and stand erect, straining against their confines as they seek more contact with you. Their softness feels almost unyielding beneath your fingers, but there's no denying that they respond eagerly to your touch.