Then the Loch Ness Monster flipped her over onto her stomach and removed her sodden clothing with his teeth, shredding it like paper but showing a sur...rising amount of care not to bite her skin. At first she was afraid he was about to devour her whole, but the bulk shifted over her, something pressed against her pussy and she felt an entirely different sort of fear.“No!” she gasped. She didn’t know if the monster could understand her, but if he did he didn't care. His massive cock pushed. Barely five-foot-tall, she had a nineteen-inch wasp-waist, a large firm ass, wide hips, and soft and delicious DD cup breasts. In addition, she would gleefully take on anyone, any man, any woman, any time, any place, any orifice. And creative? Just two weeks ago, Reeves had announced that dessert would be in the small parlor. He and Caroline had gone there to find Phoebe lying naked on the coffee table, her generous breasts and bare shaved pudenda liberally covered in whipped cream. They had. Despite how my mother treated me, the budding breasts in the mirror said so.But this story really isn't about me. Its about my mother, who some twenty years ago was totally nude for the camera. Her naked black body tied down to each corner of a bed post. Her afro covered head looking on with great interest and passion as some rounded object neared her open dark thighs. I stood looking at the first picture for five minutes, forgetting to breath several times. I was awed by both my mother's. There we were, still lying in the hammock, naked as the day we were born as the sun was breaking the horizon. We kissed a little longer before getting up and heading inside.With quite a bit of decorating left to do, we quickly showered and ate. The day was gorgeous, and we had lots of fun setting up the Halloween stuff.After finishing, we got the boxes stored just as it started to get dark. Jill started turning on the battery-powered items as I began plugging in the lights and fog machines..