"Sorry, but you were getting to be a pain in the butt for a minute there. I missed my sweet daughter."With no more room for discussion and no stomach ...or a tantrum I waited for Mommy to dress then followed her to the car and off to get my ears pierced.Once we got to the mall I was dragging my feet, trying to delay what I knew was unavoidable. Mommy had to ask me to walk faster several times and I could tell that she was becoming irritated with me."Pay attention young lady," She said sternly.. Her breasts parted, gravity attempting to drag the heavy globes down, and he found himself lying on top of her. She could have served as a bed in her own right, he could have slept on her cushy body like it was a queen-sized mattress and he could have used her breasts as pillows.“You rub my back, I’ll rub yours,” she said with a suggestive grin.“It’s scratch your back, and what do you... ?” Kofe pointed towards her parted thighs with a clawed finger. “Oh, right,” he added. He began to crawl. ”Mama – “accha mujhe bewakuf samajh rahi ho aisi bholi hone ka natak karne ki jarurat nahin main sab jaan gaya hun jab tum dinner kar rahi thi tabhi maine tumhara phone check kiya toh cock sucking fucking….. yahi sab chat tha….. ab bolo”(I was horrified mamaji sab jaan gaye hai ab meri halar kharab thi)Me – “sorry mamaji …… please ye baat kisi ko nahin kehna warna meri mom ko pata laga toh mera college jana band karwa degi…. “(I was crying non stop )Mama – “haan wo toh main dekh hin raha hun. I wasn't at all sure she would work out as a roommate.Dena was, as I've noted, fairly tall, but oddly proportioned. She had long slender legs and a narrow little ass, but rather wide shoulders. She had gained a bit of weight in the fifteen or so years since we had worked together, and most of it had settled on her upper torso, partly enlarging her breasts, but also giving her a froglike neck and double chin and a roll around her waist. She still had the dark brown hair with reddish highlights,.