My Mummies Big Floppy Boobies and other stories for the boob addicts.

1. I love my mummies big floppy boobies. (picture of little girl snuggled up to mama and her boobies)

2. I love to suckle up close and smooch my face in. All cuddly, soft and warm. (picture of mama and her
boobies being suckled)

3. I love my mummies big floppy boobies when they are big and full and oozing with sweet white mummy milk. glunk glunk glunk. (picture of a happy gluncking glunker)

4. I like to sleep close to my mummy and her big floppy boobies I feel safe and loved. (picture of the little girl
sleeping close to mama in bed with the boobies)

5. My daddy doesn't have big floppy boobies like my mummy. He has little nipples like me. we can tickle each other. (picture of Dad and his little nipples, comparing nipples with daughter tickling each other)

6. My Daddies great for bouncing on, my Mummies not great for bouncing on because I squash her boobies and she screams. (Picture of little girl bouncing around, tripping over boobies, dad catching to swing up high)

7. My mummy gets mad when I pinch or stand on her boobies. (picture of mummy getting mad or face of pain)

8. One day my little sister popped out of my mummies yoni and now she has the booby all the time. I only have it some times. (picture of new born baby on chest with umbilical cord still in tack.)

9. My sister can share my mummies big floppy boobies. (picture of baby and sister together on the boob)

10. Now my baby sister is growing teeth. My baby sister likes to bite my mummies big, floppy boobies making mummy yell. Then my sister laughs. She thinks its funny. we all laugh, except mummy. ( sister laughing mum look of no! ow! dad and sister smiling together)

11. Mummy calls my little sister and me her little kittens and sometimes she calls me her little piglet. It makes me smile and I wiggle my bum.  (picture of the girls faces wiggling like piglets in pig bodies, on the boobies mum on her side like a mama pig or cat)

12. I will never stop loving my mummy and her big floppy boobies, neither will my sister, nor my Daddy. ( every one hugging mum)

13. We are like whinny the pooh's in the Land of milk and honey'. (picture looking down on the family from up high
mum and dad lying beside hugging, heads touching, and the two girls on the boobies.)

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Booby! Oh Booby! Where art thou Booby!
How I love thee, Oh beautiful Booby.
Big and floopy, smoochy and warm.

Booby! Booby! Where art thou Booby?
I shall!' not give you up,
You are so close to my heart.

Oh Divine Booby.
How I love love love thee,
Come to me, come so welcomed in love
I yearn for you, I wail for you.

Mama's boobies I will forever suck you
Even when ma ma pushes me away,
I will hold on for dear life to my ...
Beautiful, comforting, lovable Boobies.

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Mama Devi couldn't keep her babies off her boobies.
Her two little girls would suck their lips to her breasts and would Not let them go!
Hanging dangling the girls bodies went swinging as the Mama walked to and fro.
Upstairs and downstairs as she cooked, cleaned and gardened her girls would Not let them go!
Sitting was restful they'd snuggle so peaceful.
Moving was hectic they'd giggle and jiggle.
Oh bother' though Mama. Her back was beginning to ach, her breasts where being stretched,
and her legs where saw from the weight.

Then Dadda came home. He looked at the sight.
"why my funny young wife" he grinned.
The girls grinned. Then the mama gently tickled under their chins.
The girls wiggled and giggled. Dadda licked between their toes and the girls wormed and squirmed.
 But still they would Not let them go.
Dadda grabbed hold of their legs and pulled, pulled and pulled, but still they would Not let them go!
Of course they weren't hungry as Mama's boobies were yummy.
"what will we do?" cried the distressed Mama Devi, "I'm pregnant too, imagine it three on the boob.
This simply will Not do!" visions three fighting over her boobs.
"Don't worry dear wife" soothed Dadda he went and came back with a bucket of ICE to pop down the girls backs.
"Ahhh cold!" shivered Thelema letting go of her booby.
"Yeah" cheered Mama but the baby still wouldn't let her booby go.
"Baby Bear!" declared Dadda, sister ran and got it. Hugging baby sisters favourite bear,
but little sister grabbed hold of her bear still holding Mamas breast in her mouth
and kept dangling and hanging like a rope off a boat.
Upstairs and downstairs as she cooked, cleaned and read little sister just would not get off!
Then slowly as night fell little sister's eyes were closing, drifting merrily to sleep.
Mama Devi slid the nipple out of the mouth that lay open in sleep.
Mama was happy. Till the next day.