There was little definition to my face, setasit was upon this big round circle of fat. My breasts were like compressedballoons.Adam had been feeding m... avidly for a while now and there were no longerany illusions about what we were doing. We both knew that our unstatedgoal was to make me fatter and fatter; to see how far we could take it.Adam was pleased that we'd reached this landmark weight. He loved the newfatter me. He openly told me now that he hadn't found me that attractivephysically. She saw her father across the hall directing a number of squires in positioning additional tables and large heavy chairs to accommodate the many guests who would soon be pouring into the castle for the festivities. She made her way past the scurrying servants, trying to keep out of the way, and approached him. ‘Hello, Father,’ she called from a few feet away. He turned at her voice and smiled, as he always did on greeting her. ‘Ah my dearest, you look lovely,’ he said, hugging her. Unlike. She sighed loudly and whispered my name, her thighs clenched, relaxed, then clenched again, a gentle climax arriving; so incredibly sweet. With a flush of pleasure, I joined her, my cock swelling, cum rushing up to spurt against her palm. Amelia shook. Another strong pulse of pleasure hit me, semen spurting. We became slippery and wet and I came again, pulse after pulse of joy, cumming beautifully, powerful yet soft, loving. I came gently, hot cum spurting in an intense orgasm, a wonderful. Tight ass. Black mascara. A little blush on the cheeks. Not bad, for a 40 year old redhead with two biological c***dren and a step son.My dad was honking the horn, and she was running late as usual. Her tits bounced joyously inside her tight black evening dress until she stopped in front of a wall mirror to check her make-up. She reached into her purse for a gold tube. After uncapping it, she twisted the bottom, pushing up cherry red lipstick. I discreetly rubbed my hard cock through my jeans.