Macneece

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About Macneece

Life around home had gotten rather routine in spite of the fact that my son and his wife were staying with my family. In addition to them our daughter was staying with my wife and myself. About two weeks ago something happened that changed my life forever. It was a cooler summer evening and I was laying in the bedroom listening to a ball game.

 

As far as I knew my wife was doing a crossword puzzle in the other room and everyone else was gone doing their own things. The seventh inning stretch came so I decided to get myself a drink from the kitchen. Picking up my dirty socks I threw them in the hamper as I walked past it on the way to the front of the house.

 

Approaching the dining room I could see into the kitchen. Then it caught my eye; growing bigger and bigger with every step I took. Soon it was all that I could see. It took up my whole visual field and caused my *** to get instantly hard. It was a giant *** in a pair of navy blue sweat pants. The pants were just tight enough that they formed the outline of both cheeks perfectly pushing deeply into that wonderful *** crack.

 

She was bent over the counter pushing out her big booty  invitingly. I didn't know, or care, what Olivia O'Lovely was doing. I just had to play with that big *** ***! It was firm enough that it stood up on its own; no sagging at all. Oh god, I just had to *** the owner of that wonderful ***. Now I was within reach and pondered my next move only for a couple of seconds before swinging into action.

 

Quickly I grabbed the elastic waistband of the sweat pants and gave a hearty downward yank. It took a second yank as the front got caught between the counter and her body. Freed of that monster *** the pants fell to her knees revealing a sexy pair of brilliant purple bikini XL panties. My heart fluttered out of control.

 

Within a single second I lifted my hand and gave that huge bum a hard swat. She made a little grunt. Instantly I gave her a second swat twice as hard as the first. This time she let out a loud squeal. As I began swinging my arm down full force for a third swing it came to me that my wife didn't own any purple panties and in fact hated the color purple. And furthermore, that squeal sure didn't sound like my wife's voice. 

 

Then it hit me like a thunderbolt exploding in my mind that my wife had said she had to go out for the evening and was only working on the crossword puzzles until it was time to leave. Looking up her body I realized that this was in fact my daughter in law who I was spanking. The third swat hit with a thunderous sound as my hand bounced off of her hot rump from the pure force of the swat.

 

Horrified I quickly drew back my hand. I was even more horrified when she swung around to face me and my *** began twitching in my pants. I couldn't believe that I was still horny and that part of me wanted her. But, I had enough composure to hurriedly blurt out, "***, I'm sorry I thought you were my wife."

 

"You *** *** leave my *** alone," she yelled as we were face to face inches apart. Then Carmen De Luz slapped the right and then left side of my face as hard as nicole aniston could.

 

"***, I said I was sorry," I snapped back and smacked both sides of her face in return.

 

"The *** you are sorry, *** head," her face red with anger. Then again I felt the sting of twin slaps across my face.

 

"You God *** *** ***," I ranted slapping her even harder. Our bodies were creeping closer together. We could feel each other's hot breath.

 

"You mother *** ***," again she loaded to slap me. The first slap stung mightily but I caught her hand before the second slap reached its target. After a strange pause of about a second our faces drew together with mouths wide open. Before we knew what we were doing we were engaged in the most passionate hungry kiss in the history of mankind. Our hips now ground against each other.

 

"Oh *** god," I yelped as our lips parted for a millisecond.

 

"Yes, yes, I'm so hot," my partner replied in the throws of passion. Hands traversed wildly over our bodies. When I gave her round  a firm squeeze she responded by grinding her pelvic bone hard against my erection. Savagely ava addams yanked open my shirt causing buttons to fly all over the kitchen. Deciding what was good for her was good for me I returned the gesture and ripped her blouse open. Her buttons joined mine on the floor.

 

My hands grabbed her big boobs through her bra and gave them a hard squeeze. I was just about to reach around and unfasten the bra when I felt her hands on my belt. I paused in my pursuit to allow her to undo my belt. Quickly she got the belt undone and my pants unfastened and unzipped. They fell right off of my skinny ***. 

 

So, she proceeded to yank down my briefs. My member bounced right out pointing right at her stomach. My daughter in law grabbed my rod and gave it a tender stroke. Then it was as if a light turned on in her mind and she suddenly yanked her hand away and backed away from me. Trying to sound composed she yelped, "Dad, we can't do this, oh my god you are my father in law!"

 

She turned to run back to her room. She forgot that I had pulled down her pants and that they were around her knees. I was turned on beyond belief and thought I knew that Julie Cash was too. I would not be denied sex with this Big *** ***. sensual jane made it a couple of yards away before getting entangled in the pants. 

 

There she was with her back to me showing me those gorgeous purple panties covering her hot ***. I just couldn't seem to stop myself as I reached for her catching her before she fell. Then I pushed her savagely against the counter wedging her between me and it. Devilishly I snapped, "Listen *** we have come too far to stop now. You are mine you *** big assed ***."

 

I sunk my teeth into the nape of her neck as I reached around and roughly juggled her C cup titties in my hands. As she squirmed to get away the rubbing of her silky *** against my *** only served to heighten my excitement. Tears now filled her eyes as she pleaded, "No we can't do this, stop please."

 

Reaching for the clasp of her bra I quickly undid all three hooks and ripped the bra from her melons. She kept on pleading and crying so I took the bra, and after discovering that it was not padded, stuffed the whole thing in her mouth to silence her objections. She reached up to pull it out but yanking her hand away I demanded, "Leave it there *** and come with me *** ***."

 

Grabbing her by her hair I dragged her to the dining room and shoved her down onto the table. There she was spread out like a buffet before my eyes. I didn't know what I wanted to help myself to first. Maybe I should try those nice firm breasts or caress her sexy long legs. But then the wet spot in those panties caught my eyes so I reached over and gave them one hard tug and off they flew big naturals.

 

My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as I had never seen such a nice full bush in my life the girl then clamped her legs tightly together trying to stop me from achieving my goal. I lifted up one of her feet and she tried to keep the other one with it. But, when I shoved her knee up to her shoulder and the legs fell apart. 

 

Now I had full access to her ***. I dove in hungrily kissing and sucking up her hot honey. She tried her best not to react but from time to time her *** disobeyed as another stream of her honey would flow into my mouth. After a couple of minutes I stood up and aimed my *** for her hot little ***. 

 

Violently she shook her head telling me not to enter her hot box. Ignoring her I shoved both of her knees up to her shoulders and grabbed onto her boobies like handles and plunged my seven inch erection all of the way in with one stroke. I slammed my *** in and out of her like a piston. Our skin slapped together with the sound echoing off the walls. Soon her hips were bucking up to meet my thrusts and her *** walls were squeezing the crap out of my ***. Panting I asked her, "If I take your bra out of your big mouth will you quit telling me to *** stop?"

 

She thought about it for a second as her hips rammed against mine again. Then moaning she finally shook her promise of cooperation. Ramming together harder and harder sweat was pouring from our bodies. Yanking the bra from her mouth I threw it halfway across the room. Catching a glimpse of her ample thigh I decided it would be fun to give it a slap. The sound was so sexy and she let out a moan of apparent enjoyment.

 

Loving the feeling of the slap and knowing that her onion booty  was mine I just had to change positions. So, I pulled out of her and grabbed her by the hair and not so gently helped her to the floor placing her on all fours. She didn't have time to object as my *** was back in her hot *** immediately pounding away. 

 

My balls slapped her thighs as I rammed my daughter in law harder and harder. She squealed when I began smacking the *** out of her rump. Smack after smack landing squarely on her fat . She winced the first few times that my hand made contact. Just a few swats resulted in her *** beginning to turn pink.

 

Shortly, her squeals of pain were replaced by low moans of what I thought was pleasure. My *** was throbbing inside of her *** and I could feel her muscles now constricting around my shaft. I demanded sharply, "Hey ***, your are enjoying this aren't you, you *** ***?"

 

While continuing my spanking with one hand I grabbed my new ***'s hair with the other and yanked back her head. Anikka Albrite was breathing heavily as her hips turned redder and redder from my assault. anissa kate groaned out, "Oh yes, *** me, come on *** me harder."

 

My blood was boiling as I replied, "Oh so now you like what I am doing you *** ***. Do you want me to shoot my load in your horny little phat?"

 

With her face turning red to match her *** from the strain of the exercise she snapped back, "God *** it, yes, give me that stuff; fill me up with all you have got. *** it *** me harder!"

 

I knew now that she was hot as hell and would agree to anything so I momentarily stopped my thrusting and cursed, "So, ***, you want my cum that wasn't good enough for you ten minutes ago. If I make a deposit in this *** your *** body is mine whenever I want it. Your *** ***, *** boobs anything I want or anything I want you to do is mine. Do you understand ***?"

 

She thrust mom  back at me trying to swallow more of my *** and sensually whispered, "Oh god *** yes you can have me anytime. Just get busy and get that *** thing moving again. I am *** yours. Now *** the *** out of me, dad."

 

Letting go of her hair I grabbed her hips and pummeled her *** mercilessly. My conquest dropped her shoulders to the floor and began frigging her ***. My stroking became a blur as the smell of *** filled the room. I was getting closer and closer to cumming as the sensations were overwhelming me.

 

The lusty *** was thrusting her *** back at me causing her butt cheeks to fall apart putting her little *** on display for me. I couldn't resist the temptation and jabbed first one, and then two fingers into her rear tunnel. Her big booty tube seemed to swallow up my fingers as I yelled, "You mother *** *** you are mine, oh God. My *** hot *** I'm cumming, ***, ugh yes!"

 

As the words came out of my mouth so too did my spunk filling up my daughter in law's *** with my hot seed. I have no idea how many times she came but we were thoroughly soaked in her juices which seemed to be running everywhere. As she started to lie down she cooed, "Oh ***, that was something else. I've never been fucked like that before." My *** was still rigid as I grabbed her hips to stop her from falling to the floor. I was still on fire even though this was one of my most memorable fucks, but her *** seemed to be demanding more attention. So harshly yanking her back on to her knees I calmly demanded, "My big *** *** you ain't finished, yet."

 

She looked back at me over her shoulder with a questioning expression on her face. Then a look of understanding seemed to come over her along with resignation to whatever I was about to do. Propping herself up she tried to prepare herself for my next move spreading her legs slightly evidently anticipating I was going to lick up her juices. As I put my *** against her *** she pleaded, "No not there, please."

 

I pushed the tip of my soft head against her rim and told her, "You don't have a *** choice in the matter. Now shut up and take it unless you want your bra shoved back in that big mouth of yours."

 

It was apparent that whether she admitted it or not Nikki Delano really liked the rough treatment. But, I didn't know whether or not she had been fucked up the huge booty before so I decided to proceed, at first anyway, slowly with my anal penetration. As the head popped in Nina Elle gasped and cried out, "Oh *** your fat *** hurts take it out. I'll do anything else; *** it hurts."

 

Even though I had promised to stuff her mouth if she kept up the talking I let her be and stop my thrust for a couple of seconds allowing time for her *** hole to get used to it's invader. Then giving her rump another swat with my hand I pushed in just a little deeper, then a little deeper. She moaned out as mercedes lynn tried to relax her muscles to allow me inside. After several pushes finally I was balls deep in her tight butt hole. Slowly I pulled out and pushed back into her cavern. Her moans slowly turned into moans of pleasure. Now confident that my *** was welcome and she could handle it I gave her *** several swats and began furiously pummeling her rectum. 

 

Hearing her amazing booty slap together with each thrust I reached around and grabbed one smashing it against her chest eliciting a soft cooing of encouragement. She arched her back and wiggled her big booty pornstars and hollered, "Mother ***, can't you *** me any harder than that, god *** it."

 

Sweat was pouring from my forehead as I answered, "So *** you like it rough, huh? You ain't seen nothing yet curvy girls!"

 

Now, I pounded her latina booty as hard as I could, thrust after thrust. I was getting close to cumming again as I reached around her and latched hard onto both of her boobs. Furiously I squeezed, pinched, and yanked her melons. My *** exploded in her shitty depths as we fell apart. My dick came out of her tight hole making a popping noise as it came out of her bangbros.

 

I was about to have her clean off my *** with her mouth when we heard the slamming of a car door in the driveway. Like a shot we bolted up running around the room gathering up clothing. She ran to the bathroom while I ran to my bedroom. I emerged from the bedroom before the front door opened hoping we hadn't left any buttons lying around in plain sight.

 

The rest of the evening went on as if nothing had happened but when I climbed in bed with my wife that night she got the best *** I had given her in a long time. I don't know if our activities made a difference that night for the big juicy booty and my son or not but were enjoying my wife too much to care.

 

After I got home from work the very next night I spotted my slutty daughter in law in the kitchen and waltzed over to her. My wife and son were sitting in the living room watching the news. I jabbed my fist between her legs, nearly lifting her up, as I pushed into the crotch of her blue jeans. Lustfully I asked, "How the *** is my slutty *** doing gf melons?"

 

Surprised at my boldness she looked over at me in shock. She gave my hand a swipe trying to dislodge it from her privates. Coolly she whispered, "My *** is doing just fine, a little sore, but fine. But, are you crazy they are just in the next room, so quit it."

 

I knew she was right but merely wanted to make her fully aware that I intended on carrying through with my promise of using her body anytime I wanted too. So just as coolly I whispered back, "Not until you yank the *** out of my ***."

 

Without any hesitation she grasped my pecker through my trousers and gave it a couple of soft strokes and then wrapping her fingers around it then tried to yank it to the floor. An audible gasp came from me as I let go of her crotch. I looked up to see her scampering to the living room to sit beside her husband.

 

This brief encounter had served its purpose as I knew she would be my *** for the taking. It wasn't even an hour later that my wife and son volunteered to go out and pick up some take out food. I knew just exactly what I wanted to eat and I had 25 minutes to get it before they returned with dinner. So, as soon as the front door shut I called my daughter in law into the living room and forcibly demanded, "Big *** *** get over here and drop your drawers."

 

Dutifully she walked over to the couch where I was sitting and unfastened her jeans and pushed them halfway down her legs. I hooters could already smell her *** but I wasn't after it at the moment so I grasped her hips and pulled her sexy yellow panties against my face. The panties fit extremely tight so it was a struggle peeling them down her bubble butt but I wasn't disappointed in what I saw.

 

This was my first opportunity to really carefully examine her big anal when I wasn't absolutely out of control with passion. It was *** perfect. Her twin pillows were huge and perfectly round. They stood out like a pair of large watermelons with absolutely no sag. Running my fingers softly over the surface a tingle went up my spine as I couldn't believe how baby soft the skin was. 

 

My eyes caught a glimpse of a pair of dimples on her right cheek that looked like a snake bite. On her left cheek she had a single dimple right in the center of her cheek and there was a two inch jagged scar right below it. Running my finger softly over it I asked her, "So, where did you get this scar?"

 

Embarrassed she answered me, "your son did that to me. We were *** in the park and he Rolled me over onto a piece of broken glass neither of us had noticed."

 

Naturally that is where I began kissing that milf big . I started off soft and gently as if kissing her ouwie to make it all better. But, soon, I was re-ignited and was kissing every inch of her rump without any restraint. Getting quickly into it rachel starr began grinding her rump in my face until I caught her hips and dove into her crack. 

 

I worked my tongue up and down in her deep crevice tasting her sweet skin. Knowing time was limited, and that this was just the first course I worked my mouth to her tiny rosebud. I swirled the tip of my tongue around the rim before stabbing it at the hole. It was extremely tight and I had trouble getting into her shitty hole. After a minute, or so, the opening began to give way and I was able to get my tongue halfway in. 

 

Meanwhile, her hands were working on her mature booty and *** as my back door action was turning her on My *** was trying to escape my pants so I unzipped and let it free. I couldn't believe how wonderful her big black booty was as I licked and sucked her hard. My pecker needed attention and time was running out. 

 

"Oh ***, suck me," I suddenly spurted out as I gave her butt a swat. In seconds she was on her knees with my manhood in her hands. Tenderly Mercedes Carrera stroked it and juggled my balls. She flicked my peephole with her tongue before capturing the head between her lips. I heard a loud gulp then her mouth swallowed up my entire seven inches. Her vacuum action was top notch. I was glad that my pecker was firmly attached or she might have swallowed it down her throat.

 

Jason froze in the doorway, not expecting what was behind when he answered the knock. He didn't hide his flabbergasted expression as he stared at the figure waiting on his porch. He gawked at the insanely and mind bogglingly hot girl standing on his porch.

 

The black boobs he had cheated on his wife with the night before was standing in from of him, in front of his house, smiling widely. Jason didn't notice her smile at first though, because the first thing everyone noticed about this particular teenager was impossible to overlook ddf busty.

 

The girl's *** were *** gigantic. The breasts weren't big in the sense that they needed a custom-made bra to hold their weight; they were huge in the sense that Jason was sure there was no bra that could handle them. The baps she possessed were unbelievably colossal. The round knockers stretched out for feet in front of her, and her big bubble butt acted as a counterweight. Even if Kendra Lust were to tip over, her immense chesticles would cushion the fall and prevent her face from ever hitting the ground.

 

Jason had seen these milfs big  naked. He had touched their lovely flesh and sucked on their rosy nipples. But he was still floored by their size and shape. Jason took extra pause this moment because he had made a miscalculation.

 

Last night, Jason had been drinking at the hotel bar. He had become well lubricated while he was there, and his perception was a little fuzzy. Jason was shocked at this particular moment, because the miscalculation he made was about the size of his secret lover's boobs.

 

They were undoubtedly bigger than he had estimated the night before. His drunken haze must have threw him off, because the busty babes in front of him was sporting two gigantic  EVEN LARGER than the already impossible juggs he thought anikka albrite had. The fun bags too enormous for a bra were even huger than he previously knew.

 

The boobs shouldn't have been natural, but they were. He verified with his own fingers and mouth. Her mammaries were of back-breaking size, and the *** shamelessly and confidently carried them big round asses

 

Most people would consider her preposterous chest gross and disgusting. Most men couldn't handle a girl whose breasts accounted for most of her body weight. But Jason's *** grew to an instant erection as he gazed at the raven haired girl whose name he did not know. Her unprecedented rack was perfect.

 

She was a vision of perfection in her blue sundress, which revealed a vast valley of cleavage. The thin material threatened to rip open, her prodigious boobs desperately wanting to break free. Wearing no bra of course, he could see the outline of her perfect nipples straining the fabric of her clothing.

 

"What are you doing here?" Jason accused weakly, his throat dry.

 

"Hi, stud," she simply greeted, her words dripping with honey.

 

Jason worriedly looked around, checking for wandering eyes, and made a rash decision.

 

"Stop standing there! Get inside!" he blurted out.

 

The girl accepted the invitation and took a few long strides into Jason's house. Jason double checked outside, just to be sure no neighbors saw him invite her into his home, and shut the door. He turned to the girl and stepped over to her, flustered and confused.

 

"Why are you here? Why do you know where I live? You are in my *** house!" Jason's voice became increasingly elevated.

 

The dark haired beauty flashed her pretty green eyes at him and gave him a peck on the cheek juicy boobs.

 

"Your wife is away on business, right?" she said to him, smiling as if her unannounced visit was completely appropriate.

 

"Yes. That isn't the point. How did you know that?" he quizzed.

 

"I come from money, remember? We have ways of getting information," abella danger informed.

 

Jason's mind raced. He couldn't be sure how much she had found out about him. His wife left earlier that morning for work and this girl already knew. It bothered him, but not as much as it should have. Even though he was confused, his erection was still raging in his pants. The gorgeous girl pressed her tremendous breasts on him and looked up to his eyes.

 

"I can't stay. I have some errands to run. I just wanted to see you before," she said, giving his firm butt a squeeze booty parade.

 

Jason made a grunt of surprise.

 

"Before? Before what?" he asked, trying to not to let on how much he loved her touch.

 

The nameless girl passed him and headed towards the door. Jason smelled her wonderful scent, the smell having a calming effect to him. His secret lover turned to speak, her voice becoming more serious big naturals.

 

"I told you who I am, Jason. I'm your breeding ***. I've chosen you. I told you I would be there anytime you needed your balls drained. I promised to provide you with young sluts, and today you are meeting the first. I called my friend and she will be here soon. I told her how...gifted you are," she said in a sultry tone, eyeing his package.

 

Jason just stared blankly. 

 

"I'll see you again soon, but I have to make some arrangements. Have fun today. You will love her," the girl winked reality kings.

 

The girl whose name Jason did not know opened the door and left, her round *** bouncing as she walked away. Jason stood there, staring at the door, unsure if the encounter he just had actually happened.

 

***

 

Not even half an hour had passed when Jason heard another knock on his front door. His heart jumped into his throat, and he abruptly stood up from the couch in his living room. He nearly broke a sweat wondering what might be beyond his front door. Surely it was the friend the girl mentioned. 

 

He thought that maybe it wasn't the friend his previous visitor was talking about. It could be a neighbor or door to door salesman. Maybe he had been sitting on the couch worrying about nothing.

 

Jason cleared his throat and walked to his home's entrance, placing his nervous hand on the door knob. When he opened the door and saw what was behind it, he knew he had everything to worry about.

 

There was a girl standing in front of him. More appropriately, there was a complete knockout standing in front of him. Jason's mouth hung ajar as he stared at this girl's gorgeousness.

 

Her shining blonde locks draped past her shoulders, framing one of the most striking and beautiful faces Jason had ever seen. Her lips were full and nose small, and the bluest of eyes were looking up at him. Jason didn't notice her stare immediately, because the rest of her body demanded his attention.

 

This blonde girl possessed a body that would turn the head of a priest.

 

Jason stared at long legs, smooth, toned, and exposed all the way to the thigh, just below her butt. A tiny mini skirt was plastered to her plump ***, pulled so tightly it threatened to rip away. The bottom curve of her hourglass came in at her waist, thin and tight with a flat stomach. 

 

Then Jason's gaze took in her ridiculous rack.

 

Two giant globes were stuffed into a seemingly painted on light green tube top. The article of clothing rose just above her perfectly round nipples, leaving a valley of cleavage in which to be lost. Jason knew her nipples were round because they indecently pointed through her top's poorly concealing material. These breasts sat high and proud on the girl's chest, their huge size being surpassed only by Jason's nameless mystery girl.

 

Jason had no idea how this young girl didn't tip over. Her frame was tiny but her knockers were stupidly enormous. It must have been her thick bubble butt that balanced her body. Jason studied the fantastic rear end as the girl walked past him and into his home without invitation.

 

Jason snapped back to reality after realizing he had no idea who this person was, he only knew that ddf busty was unbelievably sexy.

 

"Who are you?" he gulped.

 

As the girl turned, her big melons jiggled and she flashed an award-winning smile.

 

"Layla," she bubbled, giving a wave of her hand and tilt of her head.

 

Jason just stared blankly. She didn't seem fazed.

 

"She said you might be surprised! It's okay, I promise I'm super friendly," she assured in a sing-song tone.

 

Jason was dumbfounded and silent.

 

"She didn't say you were mute! It's okay! Relax!" Layla insisted with a giggle.

 

The sizzling and sexy girl shifted her weight from her heels to her tip toes, the innocent gesture causing totally inappropriate bouncing of her tremendously disproportionate curves. She kept looking at Jason, and tried to get him to respond.

 

"Don't be so nervous. It's not like we're going on a date. There's no pressure," Layla explained in a jovial tone.

 

Jason relaxed instantly. When he was approached in the bar last night, he instantly got the vibe of his mystery girl. Something sinister and predatory was in her movements and voice. On a subconscious level, he knew her intent. He thought any friend of his nameless *** would be evilly corrupting by association. 

 

Contrarily, the atmosphere around this girl was sweet and comfortable, not that of a sex-crazed seductress. Maybe she wasn't here to seduce him. Maybe Layla wasn't interested in married men. His *** must have made a miscalculation about this girl, or maybe she just wanted him to meet someone she considered a friend. Maybe he was worried about nothing.

 

"She?" Jason pretended to not know.

 

"Oh, stop being silly. You know who," Layla said with pep and perk.

 

Layla stepped further into the living room and stopped at the couch. She slowly sat down on the cushions, her body making pleasing curves. Jason was sure her skirt would tear as she bent, allowing that heart-shaped *** to spring free. When it didn't he felt disappointed, but shook those thoughts from his mind. Even though he made a mistake last night, he was still married.

 

"It nice to meet a friend of...her...but this is my home. A girl that isn't my wife, alone with me, could look suspicious..," Jason voiced with concern busty .

 

"Don't be so nervous! Come, sit by me. I'll tell you about myself," Layla happily suggested, patting the cushion next to her.

 

Jason hesitantly walked over to the couch, and sat next to the friendly blonde. Her smile was incredibly warm and inviting, but Jason was focused on her no doubt warm and inviting cleavage. There was so much and he wanted to get lost in it. He shook his head to push away those thoughts as Layla started talking.

 

"I'm Layla. I am a good friend of our mutual one. I'm eighteen years old and I just graduated high school yesterday! Until then, I was a cheerleader for four years and class president. I also love to dabble in gymnastics when I can...though I am not very good," she said in one breath.

 

Jason imagined her hot body squeezed into form fitted gymnast wear, twirling and jumping around. Her breasts must be the reason she couldn't be that good, he thought. That was way too much weight to carry and be as agile as required.

 

Jason also noticed Layla avoided using his mystery girl's name. She may have been instructed to keep it a secret. Before Jason had the time to shake away his thoughts and send this girl home, his mind focused on her admission of being eighteen.

 

"Why don't you tell me a bit about yourself, Jason?" Layla asked politely.

 

Jason was thrown off for a moment. He hadn't told her his name, but he knew she was told before she arrived. Calmed, but still cautious, he proceeded to converse with her.

 

"What do you want to know?" Jason eased in.

 

"Whatever you want to tell me!" Layla bubbled, disarming Jason's guard.

 

Jason felt at ease again. Something was so genuine about Layla, and her charisma had a soothing effect on him. She didn't seem to have an ulterior motive. Even though he shouldn't have a girl alone in his house, especially one that looked like Layla, he was comfortable.

 

"I don't know what to say," he hesitated, "Do you know anything about me already?"

 

Layla started listing what she knew as she counted on her fingers.

 

"I know you are married. You sometimes like to hang out in hotel bars. And you have a very nice home," Layla observed around the living room.

 

Jason liked this girl. She was so nice and, by her tone, obviously not interested in him sexually. This girl understood he was too old for her and she was too young for him, he thought. Her conversation was normal and Jason didn't appreciate anything more at the moment. Except maybe her giant *** at which he kept glancing.

 

"Tell me more about you," he asked, thinking it would distract him from her bust.

 

"I just acquired a new hobby! Well, a job really. You could say it is a calling for the rest of my life," she shined.

 

"What makes it a calling?" Jason wondered.

 

"Because I love it. I love lots of things. I love gymnastics. It kept me disciplined for so long. I love cheer leading. It made me realize I like working with others. I love cooking. I make the most delicious food. I love reading," she listed in a quick breath.

 

Jason listened to her list all of the things she loved. It was no more informing than a group of things she liked, but her demeanor was so pleasant he didn't mind. Then his heart stopped at the finish.

 

"...Oh! And my big tube! Of all, I love my giant *** most! My breasts are so heavy I need J-cups to support these huge knockers, when I bother to wear a bra of course," Layla informed excitedly with a quick shake of her bountiful bosom.

 

This girl delivered her words with such earnest glee and pep, Jason was caught off-guard by the mentioning of her more than big baps. Jason was mesmerized by the jiggling of the breasts before him. Layla was wearing no bra, and waves rippled through her great globes pleasingly as they swayed. Jason wanted to feel them in his hands.

 

"I love my *** too. It is so bubbly and round. The shape is so perfectly curved. I loved my flat tummy and my long, toned legs. I just love my whole body. It is so sexy and it turns me on!" Layla praised herself, her tone carefree as ever.

 

Jason was stunned. He was looking up and down Layla's incredible body as she was talking. Her cheerful delivery didn't make what she was saying any less dirty. Maybe it made it more so. His *** started growing in his pants, unable to deny his attraction any longer. Layla focused her blue eyes on him and continued to talk.

 

"I already know what you love. I know you love insanely big titties. Breasts way too huge for other men. I know you love girls too young for you. Barely legal sluts who want to choke on your fat ***. I know you love big, beautiful asses. The kind that can't help but jiggle and sway if a light breeze picks up," she rightly accused in her unwavering glee.

 

Jason stared, wide-eyed, his pulse racing as he listened to the true things Layla said.

 

"I know you have an enormous ***. I know you ejaculate like a stallion. It's good I know all of these things because it helps me with my calling, which I love more than anything I told you about," she told him as she put her hand on his thigh.

 

Layla leaned closely to Jason, and her cavern of cleavage threatened to fall from her top. Her lips were an inch away from his ear and his mind went ablaze with desire.

 

"What is your calling?" he gulped.

 

Like a cat before the pounce, Layla smirked melons.

 

"Being your breeding ***, honey. My purpose now is to take your cum anywhere and everywhere on and in my body. Especially if you are emptying your balls in my fertile womb. Especially if you are putting your seed in my belly," she whispered into his ear.

 

Layla placed her hand tenderly on Jason's crotch and felt his immensity. Inhaling as she confirmed the dick was huge, she slowly unbuttoned his pants. Jason was too enamored to protest and let her release his engorged member.

 

Jason's tool flopped from his pants into the open, and Layla yelped in impressed surprise. The *** was hard and stood more than a foot tall, hoping to reach the sky. It pulsed as the gorgeous girl stared at it, taking in the vascular detail which made her mouth water.

 

"I couldn't imagine a better dick than this," the teen said, beaming with joy.

 

Not taking her eyes off Jason's manhood, Layla pulled down his pants until he was completely free of them, and she returned to sit next to him. Jason felt the slight touch of her finger tips as she began lifting his shirt from his body, and pulled it over his head. Jason's fit body sat naked on his couch, not able to speak against the sexy teenager. He was in some sort of trance, allowing the buxom blonde to undress him.

 

Layla stood up from the couch slowly, allowing Jason to follow the curves of her body, and she stepped in front of him. She stood over his lap, looking down at him.

 

"You want to see what's underneath my clothing, don't you?" she spoke softly, tenderly tracing the inside of her thighs big boobs teens.

 

Jason couldn't speak. Fire pumped through his veins and he just stared up at Layla, hoping she could read his mind.

 

With a knowing smirk, Layla hooked her thumbs inside the top of her tight mini skirt, and lazily pulled it down. The article of clothing struggled, clinging to her skin and reluctant to release it to the open air, but it fought a losing battle. The bottom half of Layla's hourglass revealed itself as the skirt fell in a heap around her feet.

 

Jason's eyes widened as he looked upon her pink and clean ***, which was perfectly shaped and no doubt warm. Even from her front, he could see two round *** cheeks jutting out from behind her. Her toned tummy was barely visible, her green tube top covering everything above her navel. The top was also tasked with concealing her giant globes, and seemingly failing. The fabric strained as Layla pushed her chest forward and gave her hooters a hard squeeze through her top, demonstrating their pliability. 

 

"If you can produce a bead of pre-cum for me, I'll take off my top. I'm not gonna help. I won't touch. Neither can you. You have to do it all by yourself, baby. Then I'll show you these big ***," she challenged with another squeeze.

 

Jason watched as one of Layla's lovely hands traced the curves of her body until it stopped in front of her clean snatch. Jason's pulse sped up as he met Layla's gaze.

 

Layla extended her fingers onto her ***, and began rubbing in steady circles.

 

"Oh, I just love touching myself. It feels so good. I can't wait for you to feel this good too," she teased, her eyes closing as she continued rubbing.

 

Jason exhaled forcefully as the tension in his lungs released. Sexual pressure was building inside him, becoming harder to contain with each passing second. He looked up at the blonde bombshell as she increased the speed of her *** playing. She let out tiny gasps of pleasure as her hips rolled into her hand, pressing her *** tightly to her fingers. The masturbating girl in front of Jason caused his *** to grow more rigid, getting closer to revealing his pre-cum.

 

"You can do it, baby. Just one bead of pre-cum. Come on. Don't I turn you on?" she rhetorically asked, her fingers slipping on her wet ***.

 

Jason's was throbbing so intensely it bordered on painful. Layla touched herself more purposefully, moaning as she flicked at her ***. The naked man below her gripped the couch with his hands, pressure inside him becoming unbearable.

 

A small bead of pre-cum escaped the tip of his ***.

 

"There it is," Layla approved, ceasing her masturbation.

 

The teen grabbed the bottom of her tube top and swiftly pulled it up from her pale skin. The clinging cloth caught underneath the overhang of Layla's colossal *** and lifted them as she pulled up her top. With a final tug, Layla brought her top over her mountainous mammaries, freeing them into view. Jason inhaled audibly as the unreasonably prodigious breasts fell.

 

Layla's huge boobs fell free, exposing her round and pink nipples to the air. Their enormity in size and weight caused bouncing of epic proportions as they desperately tried to settle from their fall. Waves went through the obscene orbs side to side and up and down, rippling through the vast valley of chest fat. Eventually, the chest spheres calmed, but Layla defied them by giving them a good shake. They swayed unbelievably again, making Jason harder than diamond.

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