She asked me to tell her when it became to much for me to handle. I wanted to take all of her effort but she did not let up and kept increasing pressu...e, I got to the point and told her that was all I could take. She continued to do this circular thing with her palm for a few minutes at the pressure I indicated was enough, my balls were really talking to me, let me tell you. I looked down at her doing this to me, erection dripping with pre-cum pointing at me, balls snitched up being smashed, I. Thank you.” I said it as professionally as I could but she sees through me. We refocus our attention on the story, finally. “Now, picture this. He comes in and Max sees me half naked, stopping dead in his tracks and he stares at my…my shaved pussy.” She smiles proudly as she continues. “His eyes soared out of his head. Max is looking at it, my pussy, and he simply stares at it hard. He was staring at it long and hard too.” “Uh mom uhhh why do you have your pajamas off? “Well dear because I was. ’ Garth then slowly tried to lift himself up, but his head was still throbbing from the impact with the wall, while asking in a WTF voice: ‘So, what you’re a hitman or something? And you are supposed to hunt me like an animal and kill me?! Who, who the fuck asked you to do this?!?!’ He managed to lift his head up enough to look at his pursuer in the face, but all he could really focus on through the haze of disorientation were its eyes, those bright, sky blue eyes that made him feel a cold. Try to wrap my hands around your giant thighs. Bounce those flabby ass cheeks. Trace my fingers up and down your fat stretch marks.Then SMACK right on those titties. They fly all over the place since they are all flab. I can't believe someone so big has such small tits. I look you right in the eyes and SMACK, right across your face. It hurts but you know you deserve it for being such a fat pig. I spread your giant thighs and finally find your cunt in all those folds. You're wet because you are.