Like her daughter, Deb was a redhead. Robbie more ginger, and ‘mom’ a deeper auburn. Both were trim, both had taunt butts. Her mom had bigger tits... at least 36c, firm pliable. As I scoped out mom, my cock already beginning to rebound. “Okkk. So-o-o-o you’re telling me that since I fucked you last night, your mom expects me to fuck her today?”“Umm, yea pretty much, except you’re supposed to fuck both of us today!” Robbie said with a lascivious grin. Looking at ‘mom’, I asked; “and does mom have. All the time. Most of it was healthier food, sometimes BBQ would be mixed in or fatty rice balls. There would be plenty of meat to be enjoyed, but the chubby woman would always find some way to balance it out with various fruits and vegetables. You know, to keep it at least healthy, it was just, well, A LOT of it. And as a result Hinata would pack on the pounds.The weight gain itself would start innocent enough. Just a little softer around the edges, maybe a slightly plumped up belly or fuller. Without warning, contractions welled up from the pit of my groin. I grunted in her ear and came, bucking my hips against her like a dog. ?Oh, shit,? I said, backing away. ?What’s the matter?? She looked down at my shorts and the stream of semen coursing down my leg. ?Oh, Barry!? ?I’m sorry,? was all I could say. I was embarrassed, humiliated, ashamed, and now I felt the beginnings of a post-orgasmic funk, too. She put her hands on her hips. ?Never mind. Go clean yourself up and get some fresh. ”These women were indeed older than the last selection. There was an attractive slim black lady, who I guessed was in her early forties, with a nice big thick ass. The next lady had a Latino look to her, quite pretty, in her mid-thirties I thought.It was the last lady however I was most happy to see. It was Helena, Melora’s mother. I was sure of it. I had brought some of Melora’s photos of her mother with me on my computer, in case I wasn't sure.But it was immediately obvious it was her. She.