My mom was a fat woman with a flawless and fair skin. Though she was 46, she looked like 34. She had very big 38D yet slightly firm boobs while my gir...friend had only 32D. I wanted to squeeze my mother’s milky boobs but my ethical brain didn’t want me to think that way. So I looked down.“Don’t do anything stupid. I will wear clothes and come”, she said.My drunk half didn’t want her to go. So I asked her to stay with me. She quietly came near me, held my hand and guided me to sleep on the bed. I. " Please, please, Unka Robert. Discipline me! Will you chew on my little butt? Give my poo hole a good licking? Give my cunny a wonderful tongue-lashing?" None of those mundane things, child. This calls for thuh maximum discipline -- thuh Rod..." Oooh Nooo! Please, please, please, not the Rod!" ... of Chastisement!" No! Please no! Not the Rod of Chastisement! Anything but that!" The 'anything' is ... ya go to bed tonight all frustrated and unbearably horny." I've done it before, no big deal.". This was followed by an explanation of her English class, and the eventual arrival at the Chinese joint. Once inside they both learned that it was takeout only, but the since the aroma had already sunk its hooks in them, they ordered anyway. Back in the truck they discussed where to eat. Dani seemed to want to see the house, and meet his dad, so he turned the truck toward home. After a discussion about the difficulties of being a DJ, they pulled up to the house. Looking for the tow truck and. Without any hesitation, she stood up and pressed her hot body against him again, her chest on his and her hips teasingly jutting away from his pleasured, saliva-covered cock. She looked deeply into his wanting eyes, seeing her own reflection in their passionate depths. Her bare breasts pressed firmly against him as they held each other, skin on skin, a primal urge to mate then gripped them, which neither he nor she could resist. Down onto the fur carpet they went, slowly, as if sinking down.