Jonath followed and closed the door behind him. Kimber looked around at the first level, which held an inviting foyer, what looked to be storage areas... and a stairway leading up to the other rooms. She suddenly stumbled and fell to one knee, catching herself with her hands on the floor."Kimber! Are you alright?" Jonath said with concern."I'm ... fine. Better than fine. I feel fantastic," she stammered. She stood up and looked down at herself, then around the room again, and then her gaze. When she said ‘yeah, I’m a fatty.” I sought to reassure her by telling her she would get a growth spurt soon and shoot up in height and when that happened the weight would redistribute all over her body. The gesture I made in my explanation made it appear as if I was indicating it would all go to her breasts. She fawned over that idea for a moment and I clarified by indicating I meant it would redistribute over her entire upper torso. Yet, once again it felt like she was throwing herself at me. Well, that was a good fucking family.THE NEXT PART OF THE STORY WILL BE CONTINUED BY MOM.My daughters have explained fully the events of the past 24 hours. I hope readers will agree that with so many innovative sex ideas in mind, I could not have got along with a husband, who was prim and proper and never allowed sex more than once or twice a month. And sex used to be a secretive and straightforward affair. I liked to experiment with sex. After the weddings of my daughters, I felt a void in my. You'd like that wouldn't you. You'd like to fuck his little ass wouldn't you?" she went on.I couldn't believe what she was saying but at the same time I had visions of Tim sucking my dick. Me fucking his ass!"Yea," I heard myself groan."Yea, what" Terry countered."I'd like that. I'd like to have him sucking my cock." Okay, I tell you what. You bring him to me next week at the bar and we'll bring him back here and by the end of the night he'll beg you to let him suck your cock. Tim will be.