I behaved as if we still didn't like each other and we continued to butt heads on how to do things. It seemed to turn her on even more. I was allowed ...o grope her huge mounds of chest flesh while she sat on my face. I got almost used to be suffocated and enjoyed the challenge of licking her pussy while she grinded herself down on my face. She didn't like me on top but loved dangling her breasts over me as she rode my tiny thick cut cock hard. She liked being in charge and I had no problems with. "Millie," she gasped, closing the door behind her and urgently showing herself. "I'll never forgive you if you don't let me try that out with you right now."Millie looked up and saw her horny mother standing there practically, drooling. So, Millie thought, the dildo had turned out to be more than just a device for fucking. It was also a means for getting even for the shabby way she'd been treated."Get fucked, Mom," Millie bitterly called. "Go get fucked, that is, with anything but this. By. "I looked at the hospital bed and I saw Lisa. At least I think it was.Tufts of her hair had fallen out, her nose was crooked, what teeth shehad left were yellow and jagged and her face was covered in acne. Butthat wasn't the worst of it.She was huge; she looked like she wouldn't be able to stand up if shetried. I could see the layers of fat creeping out over the edges of thebed. She was beyond morbidly obese. All the while she was crying hereyes out.I was horrified. I had done this somehow.. The only thing on her face was tear stains and a pained look. She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. She was so beautiful it made my heart ache. I gulped as she sat up on the edge of the bed and pulled the robe more closely about her. She bent over forward and buried her tear-stained face in her hands. I sat hesitantly next to her and put my hand on her shoulder. "Aw, don't cry, Kate. It was me. My fault. I should never have kissed you. I should never have let myself even start in with.