Ever since she’d first woke, she’d been hit by nothing but lust-inciting scenes. Bob’s unbelievably big cock squirting cum. Martha’s big, flopping tits. Not this. She was appalled by the perverted urges that set her cunt on fire. The liquor in her blood and the itching need of her cunt as Martha played with her heavy, hanging tits were getting to her. Her own body was betraying her!
“Uhhh, nuhhh,” the hot, helpless mother moaned as her hot-skinned tits were so tenderly fondled. She stood there, swaying slightly, leaning back against her friend’s fleshy belly and watching Martha’s hands working at her breasts. She was aroused inspite of her fear of discovery and the shame she felt.
Martha’s fingers were centered around Ann’s big nipples, now, pulling at them, stretching them, rolling them around and squeezing them. They had become huge from the teasing, huge and very dark, and Ann was breathing heavily and doing her best not to squeal with pleasure.
Then Ann realized that only one hand was on her huge tits, and that the other was gliding over the slight curve of her belly, heading for her panties! She sucked in her breath as Martha’s fingers tugged at their waistband, dragging them over her wide hips and ass until they hung from her full upper thighs. Martha was going through with it! She was reaching for her naked, hairy pussy!
Ann tried to move, but found that her body wouldn’t obey. It was as if she were paralyzed. All she could do was watch helplessly. She knew her cunt was already wet, and that made it worse. Oh, God, she was moving so slowly! If Martha was going to touch her, why didn’t she just do it instead of teasing her like this! And then, the paralysis was gone, and Ann found herself spreading her legs, offering her thickly-haired, large-lipped cunt to her friend’s slowly approaching fingers. Hurry! Hurry! the horny mother mentally urged, while at the same time dreading the reality of their touch.
“You want it, don’t you dear?” Martha smiled gently.
“Ohhhh, no-o-o-o-o!” Ann wailed as Martha’s fingers combed through the thick, moss-like growth of dark curls and settled on her plump, smooth pussylips. “No-o-o-o!”
But as her landlady’s fingers stroked inside her burning, soaking pussylips, she made no attempt to pull away. Instead, she moaned and her thighs parted just a bit, allowing the fingers a little more room. Oh, God, she mentally screamed, it feels so good! So good! I want her to touch me! And she felt her eyes fill with tears of mingled shame and pleasure as Martha’s fingers moved in her fiery cunt.
“Eeeeee!” Ann squealed and shook as Martha’s thumb and first finger took hold of her long clit. The older woman held the young widow’s hot, oily clit for a long moment, enjoying Ann’s sighs and moans of helpless joy. Then she grabbed both gigantic tits again, drawing Ann against her. She licked her ear.
“Let me love you Ann,” she whispered urgently. “I need you. It’s been so long, darling, so long!”
Ann was shaking from the passion running through her body. Her skin felt hot and itchy, especially her tits, and she closed her eyes and leaned even more against Martha’s soft tits. When her friend asked once more if she wanted her, Ann could only nod and whisper a weak, “Yes.”
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