How could she even think of such a thing? Even the work was ugly. Yet that doctor was an expert and he knew what was talking about! And he’d said that incest as often beneficial, especially between a mother and son! Bob certainly wasn’t a child, not with a cock the size of his!
Oh, God, if only she’d never seen him that first time! If only he hadn’t been playing with that huge cock, she wouldn’t be so horny now. She took another drink. Now, she nearly creamed her panties just from thinking about Bob’s hefty prick. Even her tits felt heavier and tighter-skinned than usual, and her nipples ached to be sucked.
“Oh, Bob,” she groaned. She wished she could see her son’s cock right now.
That was when Martha stepped into the room wearing nothing but a lacy white slip over her bra and panties.
“Mind if I join you?” she asked.
It was a warm day, but Ann hadn’t thought it was warm enough for just underthings and a slip. She couldn’t help noticing her friend’s tits. Although smaller than her own, they were still larger than average, and they jounced heavily in Martha’s flimsy bra.
“No… no,” Ann mumbled. “I’m glad for the company.” She lifted her glass. “I hate drinking alone.”
Both widows shared a new bottle and then, some time later, the older woman complimented Ann’s figure.
“What are your measurements?” Martha finally asked, staring at Ann’s enormous tits.
Ann was wearing a heavy bra and a dress, but when her landlady fixed her eyes on her big tits, she suddenly felt very naked and knew she was blushing.
She knew she should be used to flattery, but she was still embarrassed by her generous curves.
“Forty Double D,” she murmured, still blushing.
“I don’t believe it!” Martha exclaimed. “Your breasts are not that much larger than mine. What about your waist and hips?”
“Thirty and thirty-eight,” Ann said. “That seems right. But not the size of your breasts. You must be mistaken.”
The two women then had a friendly, slightly drunken and mildly humorous argument about the comparative sizes of their tits. After another drink Martha stood up and announced she was going for a tape measure.
“I’ll settle this once and for all!” she said.
Ann protested weakly, but the older woman’s forceful personality would brook no opposition.
“Come on,” Martha said, returning with the tape and peeling her slip over her head. “Get undressed.”
Ann looked at her friend’s half-naked body and knew she shouldn’t have allowed things to go this far. The horniness that had built in her from watching Bob’s huge cock spewing its hot, fresh cum all over his legs had never left. Now, he felt an unnatural fascination as Martha unhooked her bra. Why was he so eager to see another woman’s tits.
The older widow’s enormous tits plunged down as her bra was unfastened. The two melon-shaped tits swayed heavily, all pink and white, moving liquidly across Martha’s chest. Ann felt her cheeks burn as those big tits hung and swung when her friend bent to pick up the fallen bra.
Martha held out the tape. “Go ahead. Measure me.”
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