THIS IS A FICTIONAL ACCOUNT WITH DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITY.
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MOM MADE TO LOVE IT
(FmF, BBW)
By Scott Dairyman

	It was a dark and stormy night.

	Vicki Morris stepped off the bathroom scale, a bit shocked at
the "175" displayed.  She looked at herself in the full-length
mirror and sighed.  In polite terms she "had let herself go." 
Her husband had really stopped paying attention to her about ten
years ago and now the 35 year old woman could see that she had
comforted herself with food and drink.  His death a year ago had
only made things worse.  At only 4' 6" tall she had never carried
weight particularly well but she hadn't much cared lately.  Now,
though, she had intent to attract some very special attention to
herself and she made a critical self-examination.

	From the top, it wasn't a bad start she reflected.  Her blond
hair still had sheen and curl, falling down below her shoulders,
and her blue eyes sparkled over her pixie smile.  She felt good,
and thought to herself "Let's stay positive!"  She glanced
quickly down to her legs, curvy and muscled from plenty of
walking.  She turned her hips and took in the profile view of her
ass.  It was big, she admitted, but curvy and smooth, no "cottage
cheese" like she knew some ladies her age carried.  But the turn
to profile also brought her gaze higher, to her hefty waistline.
Her belly was soft and saggy, and as she turned to face front
again she could see the flesh on each side overhanging her hips.
She ran her fingers up her thighs to the soft flesh above her
hips, sinking her fingers into it.  "Love handles" she thought. 
In spite of herself her mood brightened a bit.  She had visions
of someone special squeezing that flesh, "love handling" her,
pulling against her.  Her fingers moved forward, running over the
soft saggy bulge of her belly.  This was where all her calories
ended up, she thought ruefully.  Her fingers sank into the flesh
as she spread them wide, and then as she pushed down they
actually disappeared from view under the paunch that even hid the
upper extent of her pubic hair.  She felt terrible, yet at the
same time her fingers touching the upper edge of hair, sliding
further into the crease of flesh, pressing against the swollen
labia sent a shiver of excitement jolting through her.

	She was so ready for the next few hours!!!  She had been on
track for this for weeks now, and her cunt was becoming wetter by
the minute from the closeness of her fingers and her thoughts. 
She pulled a lacy blue pegnoir over her shoulders, but left it
hanging open as she moved to put on a pair of stockings.  Shel
leaned over to pull one stocking up over her right leg, and as
she did so she was able to see her heavy tits swing out below
her.  Long loose flesh bags, they looked like softballs hanging
down in the end of socks, round and bulbous at the end while
stretched and flat where they met her chest.  She finished
putting on her stockings, and then reached up to cup her tits. 
She spread her fingers to squeeze as much flesh as she could,
pulling and twisting her nipples.  She was eager for her fingers
to be replaced by someone else's!  She had always enjoyed the way
her big husband had used his strength and size, over six and a
half feet tall, to dominate her with rough hands and squeezing
fingers.

	Vicki left her bedroom and walked down the hall to her son,
Tim's, room.  The fifteen year old boy was sound asleep.  Only
fifteen, the boy was already taller than she was and on the way
to being a big man like his father.  As she looked at him she
couldn't help running her hand under her belly, her fingers
running into the deep hairiness of her pussy to touch the flat
fleshy lips, which were already hot and wet.  She adjusted his
clock radio so that it would come on at one, a half hour away,
and then she continued to the TV room, leaving her son's door
open.  She had been thinking through these details for the last
several days, and now she proceeded methodically, though her
heart was beating with excited anticipation and she was already
starting to breathe heavily.  In the TV room she started the
movie she had picked out in the VCR.  In a few moments a young
looking boy was being undressed by a woman even older than Vicki
who was wearing the most exotic lingerie.  Vicki had watched this
movie many times, so she practically knew it by heart.  The first
time she had seen it she had immediately felt crushed with guilt
because in her mind it was her son Tim who was naked with an
older woman, and that woman was her.  Now, though, she had put
aside all guilt and was intent on making it come true.  As the
minutes ticked away she arranged herself on a set of pillows on
the floor in front of the TV, her legs wide apart and her hands
rubbing a small vibrator along her swollen pussy lips.  Many
other items that she had practice with were strewn about her as
well.

	As she excited herself, running the vibrator along her pussy and
against her clit, she began to go through some of the actions she
had been practicing over the last few weeks.  This time, though,
there was a whole new level of excitement as she anticipated the
fact that she was going to be seen by Tim in a few minutes.

	Tim Morris awoke slowly to the sound of his clock radio.  He was
groggy, not remembering that he had gone to bed on a Friday night
with nothing to get up for in the morning.  The alarm was going,
so he needed to get up and get going for school.  He sat up and
turned the radio off, only then noticing that the time was one in
the morning.  "What a pain" he thought to himself.  He was about
to roll over and go back to sleep when he realized that there was
light and low sound coming from the TV room.  "What the heck," he
thought to himself, "mom had gone to bed before me, so what's
going on?"  He got up and headed for the TV room, and was brought
up suddenly as he saw his mom on the floor and the scene on the
screen.  

	The boy backed away a bit, but couldn't turn and go to his room.
 He had seen one soft porn movie on cable, and recognized the
view before him.  He wanted to see more.  He crept slowly into
the room, entranced by the sight of a woman sucking a cock on TV
even as his mother lay on her back on the floor, with her legs
spread wide apart.  His cock was hard instantly, and his fingers
slide under his pajama pants.

	Vicki knew that her son had entered the room, but she pretended
not to notice.  As she lay on her back, lightly rubbing her
pussy, she moaned words she had been thinking about a lot.  "Oh
baby, come on and lick mommy, touch mommy's pussy."

	She moved into a position she had practiced, rolling over onto
her hands and knees even as she continued to face the television.
 Tim was transfixed by the sight of his mother on her hands and
knees.  The translucent robe that she wore didn't really hide
much and he was able to see that she had spread her knees wide
apart even as her big round ass was up in the air in his
direction.  He watched as she reached a hand back between her
legs, rubbing her pussy.  He could see her hanging tits swinging
and even the heavy sag of her round belly was jiggling with her
motions.

	Her moaning words continued.  "Come on baby, play with your
mommy slut.  Pinch mommy's nipples."

	Tim couldn't help it, much as Vicki had known would happen.  He
came up behind her and threw her pegnior up on her back, exposing
her ass to him.  She looked back and smiled and turned around so
that she was facing him, quickly putting her mouth over the hard
cock that was poking out of his pajama pants.

"Oh godddddd, momma, what are you doing?"  the teen hissed.

	Then she was up on her knees, leaning against him and pushing
him to the floor so that she could crawl up over him, her knees
spread wide to either side of him and her cunt flared open over
his hard cock standing up.

	"I'm whoring you, baby," she gasped as she lowered herself down
onto his steel hard shaft, the first real cock she had up her
cunt in more than three years.  "I'm your mommy whore ready to
fuck you and suck you and do anything at all that you want.  I
will teach you how to fuck and play."  Even as she drove herself
down onto him she leaned over so that her saggy tit bags were
hanging down in his face.  "Suck mommy's slut tits, baby."

	The words were exciting the woman as much as the physical
stimulation, and she was shocked to hear the phone ring, but she
knew she had to pick it up.  "Hello," she gasped.  "Yes Mother
Morris," she answered to her mother-in-law.  Tim couldn't believe
his ears, but so much had happened so quickly that it all didn't
seem to matter very much compared to the hot velvet flesh vice
pumping up and down his virginal cock, and the huge tits hanging
over his face.

	"Yes, ma'am," his mother continued, even as she continued to
slide up and down his cock.  "Yes, his cock is in me now and I
have told him that I am his slut whore.  Yes ma'am."  She pushed
her upper body up away from her son, pulling her nipple from his
sucking mouth and switching the phone to speaker.  "Your
grandmother wants to speak with you," she said. 

	"Ahhhh, hello Nanny?" he said a bit tentatively.

	"Hello, Tim, are you enjoying your whore mother?"

	"Yes, Nanny."

	"Good, she is totally yours to do whatever you wish, do you
understand?  Tell her to put one of the clamps on."

	He relayed this message to his mother, and as she only barely
slowed her humping she reached over to her batch of equipment and
pulled out a metal spring clamp, which she fastened to her left
nipple.  "OOOH, OOOOH,  OHHHH!!" she squeled.

	"Now fuck her, Tim.  Fuck her and slap her tits and spank her
ass.  Tell her to lick your ass or anything else.  She's your
whore.  Now ask her what she wants."

	Tim was on the verge of a huge cum from all the physical and
verbal stimulation.  He barely gasped "What do you want, momma?"

	"Oh baby, I want to be your slut whore mom!  I want to teach you
about fucking, and I want to do anything for you.  I want you to
cum in me baby!!  Cum in mommy's pussy and fuck a baby into me!"

	"Grab your clamp and lift your tit, mom!" gasped Tim as he was
totally taken in by the vision above him of his mother's bouncing
tit flesh and jiggling belly.

	"Oh yeah, baby, it hurts so good!!!"

	Tim was completely overcome by the sight of the stretched nipple
holding the tit flesh above him.  He reached up and began
slapping the tender underside of the sagging udder displayed so
deliciously.  Then he was exploding as he listened to his mom
moaning and grunting.

	"OOOOHHHHHHHH yeah, baby, slap your nasty slut mommy.  Harder
baby, take my tits and make them yours!  I can feel your cock
exploding in mommy, fill your mommy cunt!!"

	Even as he watched his mom slow down her pumping up above him,
the no-longer virginal teen was regaining his breath.  The voice
from the speaker phone surprised him for a moment as he had
forgotten that the line to his grandmother was still open.

	"Excellent, excellent," the older woman said.  "Vicki I am so
glad that you have finally attained our goal.  I believe that you
will do well in bringing Tim along."

	"Thank you, Mother Morris," Vicki responded.  "Tim has really
filled me with cum."

	"Very well, I am going to be over there in about an hour.  Be
sure that Tim knows how I want things arranged."  With that the
speaker phone clicked off.

	"Wow!" said Tim, still on his back beneath his mother.  He
reached up to cup and squeeze her hanging milk bags.  "What is
going on mom?  What was Nanny talking about?  I can't believe
that you talked to her and let her know what we were doing!"

	"Don't worry a bit, baby.  Do you like playing with your whore
mom's tits?"

	"Oh yeah, mom!" enthused the boy as he squeezed the big tit with
the clamp on it at the same time that he put a finger and thumb
to the nipple of the other.

	"Please baby, I really need you to treat my nipples rough. 
Squeeze and pull and twist them!"

	"Are you sure mom?" the boy asked, even as he began to pull the
distended flesh.  "I love you mom, I don't want to hurt you."

	"YEEEEAAAAAAAAH, baby, don't worry, you are really making mommy
feel good, please keep pulling.  I love it baby, you won't hurt
me and I love it!"

	"Mom, what's going on, why are you doing this and what's going
on with Nanny?"

	"Oh baby, I'm sorry," Vicki said in a worried tone, getting up
off her son and wrapping her robe closely around her.  "I didn't
mean to make you upset," this said as she stood and moved across
the room from him.  All of a sudden she had become very worried
about what had just happened.  Her own son was about to reject
her because she was such a slut.

	"Mom, mom, it's OK," Tim said.  "I'm not upset, I'm just
wondering what's going on."  He stood as well, so that he could
face his mother.  Even though he wasn't finished growing he was
already taller than his mother, and as he walked over to her he
was looking down on her head as she had bowed her head to avoid
his eyes and look at the floor.

	"Look at me, mom."

	Vicki looked up at her son just as he reached down to grab the
clamp on her nipple and began to twist it.  She whispered a
heated moan through her lips.

	"I love your nipples, mom, I love to pull on them and make you
moan.  Now I want you to reach up and show me how much you like
to have your nipples hurt.  Start twisting and pulling and show
me how it makes my mommy a slut!"

	"Oooohhhh, yeah, thank you so much baby.  Thank you, this is
what I want this is what I long for."

	"OK, mom, I like this a lot, now I want you to tell me what is
going on and why is Nanny coming over?"

	"Yessssss, baby, she has really prepared me for you.  Last
Christmas you might remember how I broke down at her house.  She
found me crying in the bathroom and when I explained that it was
because I couldn't bare to be around her and the memories of your
father she said she would help me change that.  Oh, baby, I was
such a useless mom for you, you don't know how much she has
helped me to become a better mom for you!

	"I really missed the direction your father gave me, and that
night she stepped forward to make clear that I needed to connect
to a new direction.  She was happy to provide it, but she also
made clear that her role was one of helping me to move to a new
stage.  She wants you to become my direction now, sweetheart.  I
do so hope that you will be willing to take me in hand, I need it
and I want to be everything for you.

	"That night in that bathroom it started when she held me and
told me that I could be happy if I let myself be guided to
happiness and she has been so right."

	"How did she show you, mom?" the teen asked.

	"Sweetheart, there is so much to tell, and really she will have
to tell you much of it.  But that very night she began to teach
me to enjoy the feelings of my own body, and to understand that I
cannot control myself but must submit to another.  That night it
was her, but she made it clear even then that I would have to
give myself completely to you.  She so much wants you to be happy
so that you can carry on the Morris family."

	"You're doing fine, mom," said Tim as he cupped her heavy tit
and squeezed it.  "I think I like to feel your soft boobs."

	"She said you would, baby, she said that you would help me to
feel good about my body if I only showed it to you.  I can see
that my body excites you because already your cock is standing up
tall." 

	Tim's hands were cupping his mother's big saggy milk bags,
squeezing the soft flesh and pinching the nipples.  He began to
pull down hard on the nipples, stretching the tits until finally
Vicki couldn't help but drop to her knees in front of her son. 
His hard cock was right in front of her and Vicki immediately put
her tongue out of her mouth to lick the spongy head.

	"OOOOHHHHH momma, that is so great!"  The previously
inexperienced teen was nearly on autopilot now as his hands
instinctively went to his mom's head, to wrap his fingers in her
hair.  He was taking charge of his mom with his hands, moving her
head in the most natural way to pull her mouth down over his hard
shaft.

	Vicki was licking and whimpering as her son's cock was drawn out
of her mouth and then sucking and even gagging a little as his
hands pulled her face into his pubis and she felt the spongy
cockhead against the back of her throat.

	The heated mom slut was nearly lost in the pleasure of servicing
her son.  But with a last sense of responsibility and strength
she pulled back and released the cock from her mouth, even as she
captured it in her small hands and slipped her fingers along the
lubricant of her own saliva.

	"Oh, baby, wait, oh wait.  We have to get ready for Nanny."

	"What do you mean, mom?  What do we have to do?" asked Tim.

	"Don't worry, honey, you will like it.  She will be here in
about 30 minutes and I have to get some things from my bedroom."
With that Vicki headed off to the back of the house and her
bedroom, and Tim enjoyed the view of his mom's round ass cheeks
moving down the hall.  She came back out in a few minutes
carrying a shopping bag, and as before Tim enjoyed the view of
her ass going away from him he now enjoyed the view of her soft
tits and belly flesh jiggling as she came closer to him.  There
was something new that caught his eye, though, a glint of
something catching the light.  She stopped in front of him and he
saw the golden rings hanging from her nipples.  Then she reached
down shyly and lifted the jiggly flesh of her belly so that her
son could see the golden glint of a third ring at the top of her
pussy.

He reached out and slipped a finger into the ring, tugging it a
bit and watched his mother's eyes roll back as she moaned.

"Do you like that mom?" he asked.

"Yes baby, it feels so good when you play with my whore rings
like that."

"When did you get these?" the lad asked.

"About a month ago.  Mother Morris got them for me and told me
that I was to wear them anytime she comes around."

"OK, mom, I want you to wear them all the time from now on, and
because I like to see them I will expect you to be naked around
the house all of the time as well," the boy told his mother, even
as he squeezed her tits and pulled on the rings.

"OOOOHHHHH yes baby," the woman whimpered.  "We have to get ready
for Mother Morris now honey, she will be here in a few minutes."
With that the heavy set mother moved over to the living room
coffee table and crawled up on it on her hands and knees. 
Vicki's heavy tits were hanging down and swinging with her
movement.

"What does nanny want, mom?" asked Tim.

"Well I will need your help, baby, because she wants me to be
here on this table with your hard cock in me."  The woman reached
down to the floor and lifted some lead fishing weights which she
handed to her son.  "I also need you to hang these weights from
my whore rings."

The boy was amazed and excited at the same time, his young cock
leaping up and down as he took the weights from his mother and
hefted them.  As she positioned herself on the table her son used
one hand to steady a swaying milk bag so that he could slip the
hook of the weight into the gold nipple ring.  He was excited to
see his mother's reaction, as she moaned in delight as the weight
stretched and distended her left nipple, and she moaned again as
the lad repeated the process with the right nipple.  The two nubs
were pulled into cones of stretched flesh, fully three inches of
stretched brown areole and nipple blened together.

"Baby, baby, baby, you make your slut mom feel so hot!  Do the
other one now!"

Tim was a bit mystified as he looked at the third weight.  "What
do I do with this one, mom?"

"Behind me, baby," the woman panted, even as she spread her legs
further apart.

The boy got behind his mom and looked between her thighs.  He
could see the way her pussy was spread and open, the meaty lips
pouting out.  His mom snaked her hand under her belly to put two
fingers around the hood of her clit, and then he could see that
she was offering him the third gold ring.  He slipped the hook of
the weight into the ring, and then let it drop on its chain.

"AIIEEEAAIIEEEEE!" Vicki yelped.

"Mom, mom, I'm sorry!" Tim cried.  "Are you OK??  I didn't mean
to hurt you!"

"It's OK, baby," the woman gasped.  "Really, it's OK, I love it!!
 It's just that it feels so good!  Please fuck me, baby, please
get behind me and take me!  Whore-fuck your slut mom!"

Tim moved quickly to comply with his mother's rutting desires,
his cock was throbbing and he positioned himself behind his
mother with his hands on the soft curving flesh of her ass
cheeks.  His mother lowered her shoulders so that her pelvis
tipped down and she presented her cunt even more open and
inviting than before.  Like a prize breeding slut she was open
and ready for mounting by her stud son.  The lad positioned his
spongy cock head against the wet swollen flesh of his mate and
drove it into her, instinctively grabbing the wide hips before
him in order to leverage himself.

"OOOOOHHHHHHH God, baby, fuck me!!"  Vicki was almost immediately
cumming as the violence of his thrust into her depths set the
weights hanging from her most sensitive places swinging.  Her
nipples and labia were all being stretched even more thanbefore.

Even as Tim was transported by lust, it was further reinforced by
the knowledge that he was fucking his own mother in the living
room of their suburban home.  At that moment the front door
opened and his paternal grandmother walked into the house.

"Well, slut," she announced, "I see that you know how to follow
directions.  Are you enjoying your son's cock as much as I told
you that you would?"

Tim was amazed to hear his grandmother speak this way, even as he
heard his mom babble and moan without making any sense.  He was
even more amazed when he saw his grandmother take off her
overcoat to reveal that she was dressed in a revealing black
stretch corset and stockings and nothing else.

Margaret Morris had always intimidated her grandson, just like
his father had.  Like his father she was big, fully six feet
tall, and even though she was now sixty seven years old young Tim
was overcome with more sexual lust as he looked at the woman's
huge breasts presented by the shelf of the corset.  In addition
to the giant tits, the boy could see that the corset stretched
over a round belly and the garters ran down over thick thighs
encased in the black stockings.  His silver haired nanny weighed
a good 250 pounds.

"Leave him, slut!"  Margaret ordered.

Tim was shocked as his mother immediately exerted herself to
stand, pushing him up and away in surprise as her motion
disengaged the hot slickness of her pussy from his cock.  He
stood there in horny agony as his cock bobbed up and down,
dripping a string of precum and his mother's cunt honey.  Vicki
moved immediately across the room and fell to her knees in front
of the older woman, pressing her face to the hairy vee between
Margaret's thighs.

"MOM!"  Tim shouted.  "Nanny, why did you do that?"  the boy
demanded in his heated voice.

"Come over here, Timmy," the grandmother said.  

Dutifully Timmy walked over to her, his cock still hard as she
wrapped her fingers around it.  She squeezed it hard, even as she
pulled him closer and his face came directly into contact with
her breast.  She put her other hand behind his head and guided
his mouth to her nipple.

"There, there, baby," she softly spoke as she squeezed him
uncomfortably hard.  "Nanny will take care of you.  How many
times did you cum in your mommy?"

Young Tim was very confused.  He thought his grandmother WANTED
him to cum in his mother, but now the intense squeezing pressure
that she was applying to his hard shaft gave him the impression
that she was upset with him.  Nonetheless, he also felt comforted
as he felt his grandmother's nipple expand in his mouth.  She
smelled so good, and the plush softness of her breast flesh
against his face warmed him.  He gazed up, and saw that in spite
of the tight squeeze she had on his cock, there was a smile on
her lips and a softness in her eyes.  He began to relax a bit.

"I only did it once, Nanny," he said.

"You poor thing," she soothed, loosening her grip on his shaft
and now running her hand enticingly up and down.  Tim was further
amazed as she directed her words now to his mother.

"You teasing slut, you have been cruel to him haven't you?"

"No, Mother Morris, honestly, I have done everything just as you
told me to."

"Then why is the poor boy's cock still hard?  I told you to drain
him and you have completely failed.  Now I want you to position
yourself for his pleasure and tell him exactly what you want him
to do."

"Yes ma'am," murmured the cowering Vicki as she moved to kneel
before her son. She lifted both of her heavy tits and squeezed
them around his cock. "Please baby, let mommy lick your cock and
get it ready for you to fuck me.  I am so hot for you, baby, and
I want to get on my hands and knees so that you can mount me and
fill me with your hot cum.  Please baby, mommy is your very own
whore slut and I want you to fuck me.  I want to get on my hands
and knees so that you can mount your doggy mom and grab and slap
my titty bags while you fill me with your baby making sperm."

As she finished her begging statement Vicki moved her lovely
mouth to cover the head of her son's hard cock.  The heft and
flexibility of her sagging tits allowed her to massage the base
of his cock with the doughy flesh even as the tip of the shaft
was warmed in her moist oral cave.

Margaret was not about to be left out, and she settled herself on
the overstuffed chair, lifting and spreading her legs up over the
chair arms.  Between the heavy thighs Tim could see that his
nanny's hairy pussy matched the silvery color on her head, and he
could also see that her sex parts were swollen and prominent.

"Crawl over her slut, and make me know how excited you are as the
boy you lust for takes you!"

Tim was fascinated to watch as Vicki moved quickly on her hands
and knees, her weighed tits swinging, positioning her mouth
directly before the swollen cunt of her mother-in-law.  Clearly
she had practice at this ritual.  She did not immediately begin
licking but instead stopped short, her mouth wide open and her
tongue out.

"Tell us what you want, you fat bitch," Margaret instructed the
younger woman.

"Please Mother Morris, let me lick you and make you feel good,"
the heated fuck mom panted.  "Please let my son fuck me with his
young boy cock.  Please let him cum in me like I am a breeding
bitch on the street!!  Please let me cumm!!"

With that Margaret wrapped her fingers in her daughter's-in-law
hair and pulled her mouth hard against the open gash of her
pussy.

"Go ahead, Timmy, get behind your mom and feel her cunt.  She is
wet for you and wants you to fuck her.  Push your cock into her
and fuck her hard so that I feel her face pushing harder against
my pussy."

"OK, Nanny, this is great," the boy piped as he put his hands on
the cheeks of his mother's ass and pushed his cock into the
furnace of her sex.

Vicki Morris was nearly overcome with the stimulus she was under.
 Her own teen aged son was pounding his cock into her welcoming
pussy.  The force of each thrust was driving her face harder
against the swollen dripping sex of her mother in law spread
before her.  At the same time the weights hanging from her
nipples were stretching them and swinging, each swing producing a
jolt of pleasure-pain.  As Tim fucked her she could also feel his
hands wandering all over her body, his fingers running down her
sides to squeeze the soft flab of her belly and then reaching up
to grab her swinging tits, pulling and squeezing the flesh.

Tim Morris was rapidly approaching his climactic moment.  Only
hours before he had been a virgin teen and now he was about to
cum for the second time into the furnace cunt of his mother. 
Even as he plowed his hard cock into the fertile valley of his
mom's pussy and enjoyed the friction of that soft flesh he also
reveled in the visual and tactile stimulation available to him. 
His hands alternately squeezed and slapped his mother's ass,
tits, and belly.  At the same time he took in the lovely vision
of his grandmother sprawled out before him, her hands twisted in
his mother's hair.  He had sucked on his grandmother's nipple and
now could see the heavy soft flesh of her tit bags sagging to
either side of her chest.  Each of his driving thrusts into his
mother was matched by waves of shaking flesh across his
grandmother's belly and titties.  While his climax into his
mother was building he was already thinking about the possibility
that his grandmother might let him fuck her as well.  He was
hoping she would let him lie on top of her because he could see
how beautifully soft her heavy tummy would be.  Her words urged
him on.

"Go Timmy, fuck your mommy hard!  I can feel her tongue deeper in
me every time you slam her.  Cum in her!!  Nanny wants another
grandchild and you can put it in her!"

Margaret Morris entertained thoughts of a glorious future as she
wallowed in orgasm.  While Timmy might have dreams about resting
atop his grandmother she was determined to maintain control.  Her
own visions included her heavy weight riding her grandson,
pinning him with her belly and her breasts hanging down to be
suckled by him.  She had turned his mother over to him, to serve
his sexual appetite (to her own entertainment as well, of
course).  Margaret fully intended to maintain her own level of
sexual relief through her grandson.  He didn't know it yet, but
even as he looked forward to making insistent demands on the soft
flesh of his mother, his grandmother had plans to spread her wide
generous ass cheeks over his young face, impaling herself on his
tongue.  She expected he would enjoy it, but that was not the
priority.

THE END

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