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"Short" N. Sweet | Grumblebutt | 3

 

It's a Saturday, so after you've finished your run and had a quick shower, you head over to the home of Mrs. Irma Downing, knowing she'll be expecting you. You always look forward to visiting with her. She's a great lady, very sweet to you, even if she does tease you mercilessly, knowing how attracted you are to her. She's constantly brushing up against you as you assist her with those household chores made difficult by the sheer enormity of her bosom. She's not shy about planting a kiss on your cheek or hugging you against her phenominal boobs and soft belly. Every now and again, she takes an opportunity to lean over and give you a really good look at her unbelievable line of cleavage. You're constantly hard around her house and you've caught her taking glances at your trouser bulge on more than one occasion.

Mrs. Downing opens the door after your first knock, her tall and impossibly full-figured body filling up the doorway. Her large thick lips smile down at you in a way that is both sweet and highly seductive.

"Well, here's my Saturday date," says Mrs. Downing, guiding you inside, "C'mere and give your best girl a big hug."

Mrs. Downing wraps your body up in her fleshy goodness, holding you in her usual squashy embrace and prolonging it for a while. You get the feeling she takes a certain amount of delight in the fact that you can't go anywhere until she lets you, so you just revel in the feeling of her massive mammaries surrounding you, hugging what you can of her thick middle.

"Ain't got chores for you today, Nick," she tells you, one hand smoothing your hair, "got somethin' real special planned for your birthday. You're never gonna forget today."

 

What does she have in mind?

 
 
 

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