My eyes stayed fixed on her breasts longer than they should have, because her height put them directly in my "line of fire"."Yes, I did, Officer..." I...stammered, pulling myself together. "Did it that very day." Good." she smiled. "Would have had to run you in if you didn't." Can't have that." I shot back."I'll let you get back to your paper." she grinned as she walked away.My eyes followed as she moved off. Flat-buns and wide hips, thickness where it counts in the thighs. Slight belly-roll and. I laid back on the couch, pulling her on top of me. I grabbed the bottom of her shirt, waiting for some sort of sign she wanted me to stop. As the shirt came off, she sat up and covered her breasts. "What's wrong? Do you want to stop?" I asked. "No. I'm just embarrassed." "Embarrassed why?" "I don't like my body. I'm fat." I smiled at her again and sat up. "Sweetie, if I was worried about that, would I be kissing you?" She nodded her head no.I stood up and looked down at her. I kissed her again. Then Trudy started wearing boxer shorts and a teeshirt as pyjamas. Sosuddenly it felt like I had permission to be a boy underneath my normalfeminine attire.But it would be another year before I plucked up the nerve to buy a pairof trousers and, although I told myself they almost looked like boy'strousers, the truth was that the zip ran down the side rather than downthe middle. In short they were obviously Ladies trousers!On a few occasions when I had been left at home alone I would go to. .. seeing ... ladies ... spread ... our legs ... and take it good and deep!” Mom groaned and panted ... as I continued hammering her slippery snatch and going deeper with each stroke.Finally, of course, it happened. I bottomed out inside Mom’s cavernous cunt and she squeezed as tightly as she could, unmistakably enjoying on some kinky, primal level that I went even deeper than Dad ever did (she didn’t tell me this until later in a moment of confidence). I found myself wanting Mom to really.
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