Maybe tonight would be different.We just recently found out that she had been an absolutely stunning model before we’d all met. She still has a very...pretty, if chubby, face and is nearly double her ideal weight. At five foot one, even with her DD tits, she should not be 200 lbs. I had noticed a photo on her fridge of a stunningly beautiful blonde with perfect curves, bright blue eyes and a radiant, perfect smile. When she said that was she just five years earlier, I stood riveted to the floor,. "Does this sound like the kind of situation where I can make guarantees?" Mack retorted. "I don't think so, but..." I, personally, was floored that the little shit was even considering putting her mother on the line like that!Teresa glared at her mother. "If you're not going to buy me anything, why didn't you just say so? Why play stupid games?"Charlene turned those tired eyes on her daughter. "This isn't a game, Teresa. The stakes are just what you've been told they are. If you want those. The doctor said that since Mike’s equipment was incapable of delivering sperm to the correct place, I should collect it with a prostate milking then put into a delivery system she would give to me and then I could use it to deliver the sperm. After milking Mike with a tool, she called a milker and collecting his specimen on a dish, she brought out a thing that could only be described as looking like a giant black phallus. It worked like a turkey baster but the bulb looked more testicular than a. Two hours later she was sitting at the chess board when I came into the front room. She looked up at me with fathomless blue eyes, flashed a small private smile and asked in a silken voice “You want to play with me?” I got dizzy from a surge of lust as the double entendre crashed into my ears. For the second time that day she created a storm of chaos in my loins. I had a hard time thinking about the game and she took full advantage. She kicked my ass all over the chess board then flounced.