Georgie Lyall’s Full-figured Scene With A Creampie Finish By Dane Jones

The subject line said “Would you be interested?”
I opened the mail, and well, it was porn. Our lips touched lightly, and I leaned down to cover my mother’s stretch-marked belly in kisses. I found myself holding the red socks in my hand every morning, but every time I returned them back in the drawer. My hand shook so hard my fork fell and clattered against the plate. This story also doesn’t on purpose explain what happens afterwards. Mom could sense it too, because my hands were on her hips and I instinctively stated thrusting really hard into her. One naked breast fell saggily down, and then the other followed. I found myself holding the red socks in my hand every morning, but every time I returned them back in the drawer. “Don’t worry. I tried to shake that feeling away and concentrate on my casserole, but I was still thinking about those soft forms under mom’s shirt. Our lips touched lightly, and I leaned down to cover my mother’s stretch-marked belly in kisses. I watched how her hands slowly moved under the waistline and how first dark and