I saw her wearing the tight tank top and shorts which barely covered her ass. She stood before me like a goddess. Oh my God! What a sexy strong body! ... fell into her feet and kissed her huge massive thighs! Her legs were like horse’s, so powerful! I asked her to spread her thighs. Then I placed my head between them and asked her to squeeze my head. She said, “Pattu I won’t squeeze you, it will hurt you!!”I begged her to squeeze me. Then she agreed. She slowly started to squeeze my head between. Iwas wearing my prettiest undies and a pair of delicious tan-colourednylons. Nothing but perfection was enough for mother. I'd had a smallmeal and I had just settled on the couch with a girly drink when 'mother'called to tell me that her solicitor would come by to bring round somepapers for her to sign. She told me she'd be home around ten and I was tostand in for her and keep the gentleman entertained until her return. Idon't think she meant anything directly sexual with that but I'm. She was watching what I was doing.I smiled and put my face between those big globes. I moved my face and mouth between her boobs. They were little hard with excess milk. Her nipples were erect. I was slowly massaging her nipples with my fingers. I was really handling her boobs carefully to avoid her pain.I was also licking her full cleavage. She liked what I was doing and put her hand on my head with a smile on her face.Komal was saying “hmmmmmmm, aissssss.” She was brushing my hair. I took the. "Enjoying the shooooow?"Mikela stood, stumbling for a moment on her unfamiliar weight. She ranher hands along her hips, squeezing at her still-taut belly beforetrying to slip her fingers into her skirt. She grunted and pressed, herfingers sliding uselessly against her sweat soaked chubbiness until,frustrated by how difficult it was, she simply unzipped the skirt. Itstill clung to her soft, wide hips but she sighed at the relief ofpressure and sat again in the chair.The chair compressed and.