a brother's confusion

My brother worries such
His house is on sale
His wife is utterly pale
His job is too tame
And his finances are not much..

But what bothers him the most is so..
My boobs are plump and lush
The buttons on top are a cherry blush
The undersides are all flushed
And he cant take them both in a go..

And so begins his arduous journey
Filing his jaw with my ample bunnies
Squeazing and squishing my jugs full of honey
And a storm blows over my ignored cunnie

I pet my brother dear
He laves up my bosom clear
Nothing can have him deter
From his aim of eating them together..

Realtors call and so does
his boss
His wife feels sick
Why cant he ever be back my six??

I moan and tremble
My brothers head wobble
Up my heavy tits
Not missing a little bit..

His house is empty,his job is gone
His wife is a matter of an age bygone...

I cradle him on my breasts
He is plucking away with sheer zest
He still cant fit them both
In his mouth ,my precious globes
They incur his wrath at times
But they keep jiggling in rhyme
They seem to say in shy lines
Dont spare the bites and whips
Or they will be end up spoiled big heaps..

I smile coyly
And just pray hopefully
That he keeps at them a while longer
Sucking just makes them bigger
My mounds are leaning south
He will never fit them both in his mouth

Let him keep trying forever
And il glide his stiffy in my beaver
Then thats a new problem altogether
For my sweet brother dear
For He will keep wondering
Amidst all the thrusting and ramming
How much is it that his little sister
Can get further, wetter, and deeper...