Josie was suffering, she was a big girl, almost six feet tall and she probably weighed 260 pounds or Sir Thomas More. And of grade it didn't help that it was currently summer and the atmospheric condition had been hot for week and as always humid. almost common people could care the heat but the humidness made every part of you sweat if you did anything manual.

Precisely at this time Josie was not manual, in fact she was laid out flat on her bed, bare but for a thin covering tack and she was trying to get prosperous. Josie's added problem was the ever expanding stomach in which not one but two babies were forming and only a couple of month away from being born.

Her origin press was highschool, she was hot, she was fed up, she was worried about what happened next. The man of her dreaming, or at least the guy who stuck his dick and seed in her, had disappeared. Within twenty-four hour period of her telling him about becoming a daddy to twin, he had moved out and left town, address unknown.

Josie lived with her Mom, her father had wandered off a few years back, and Mom had raised Josie, got her through school day, offered to pay her through college but Josie declined.

Her Mom would feature had to work a second job to pay for college and Josie certainly did not palpate it was essential for her to get a making.

Josie was a basketball player, although she weighed heavy she was upstanding and fit, she was nimble enough, in fact she had been tested and was a fast public mover. Sadly the other fast removal company in her life had shot his sperm inside her and had not hung around to select on the province of a family.

Josie was a hoops player for pick up plot. She had been invited, almost dragged to be on the basketball team. However when she got the leaning of requirements needed to be on the team she folded the newspaper neatly and gave it back.

Josie was a unbendable educatee but one lesson she had excelled at was political economy. She had never studied it but she had lived it. She knew that her Mom had a hard time making closing meet and various fourth dimension her grandparents had supported them, even her father's parents had lent a bridge player. Josie had never been involved in this but she had picked up the essentials.

Mom sitting at the kitchen table, looking at bills and cant program line, overheard earphone song. Josie had an in deepness, operative knowledge of economics, and the basketball game team or a college instruction didn't fit into her expectations.

Josie was seventeen, she was going to be one year ahead of her mom, who had her one and only baby aged XVIII. Josie was Pres Young and still had optimism, Mom was still new but had realism.

So Josie lay in her bed, counting off the daytime in her head. It was that awfully time of day when it's light but still night, the finally time she looked at her clock it was four something am.

The one thing that was tough than all the former affair that were bad were her white meat. Her breasts themselves were not bad, in fact they had got her a lot of wish and a lot of trouble, but with the pregnancy they had swollen. They were big, and got bigger, and got cock-a-hoop, and got more stamp and they were driving her mad. They were so tender she could orgasm simply by brushing her finger's breadth over her nipple. Then of course doing that made her wet, so he had to go to the bathroom, and the press on her bladder from the babies. Shit it was a never ending incubus. well she knew it wasn't never ending but it felt that way.

Her hormones were all over the place, her biliousness was all over the billet, her trunk felt like it was all over the place, and her life was definitely all over the place.

Once she knew she was pregnant she had a one meter conversation with the father of her children. sum up barren of meter. Then she had the first of many conversations with her Mom.

Mom had been a solid supporter. No meter to complain, it was immediately the things we had to do. We had to be after. Mom told her what to carry, told her about the changing shape of her consistence, how it would strike her mind and affectedness.

It was an early morning. Josie had tossed and turned all night, maybe three hours sleep, she was hot and sweaty, she was crabby and miserable, and for some reason, she could not penetrate, she was horny.

She gave up trying to sleep, pressure on her vesica, she struggled up, half rolling out of bed, persuasion of finding a robe or some clothes, thought piece of tail it and waddled out the door heading for the bathroom. The john was halfway to her Mom's room, they were at a space, Josie guessed for privacy.

"Oh fuck"It was loud and heartfelt. Josie had misjudged in the dark and banged her breast against something. screwing knows what, she was not going to put the Christ Within on, there was enough Second Earl Grey to make out the shapes of things. She put her hand to her white meat and it felt wet.

"Oh Fuck"was repeated, she hurried to the lav and switched on a light, she thought she had cut herself, but there was no blood, she ran her hand over her breast again, her nipple was wet and, for fucking sake, so was her slit. Her breasts were so tender that she had started another circle of tit and clit connections. Touch a tit, squirm the clit. It drove her mad, getting excited and then finding it so uncomfortable stretching her body to extend to down and bring herself off.

She sat on the toilet bottom and peed, or dribbled, she was not too sure. Then she tried to pass over herself and had to worm and wriggle. She looked up from her exertions to see her Mom standing at the door.

"Are you OK ? I heard you crash your way down the corridor and thought you had broken waters already."

Josie shook her chief.

"Mom, I think I might get another ten yr of being meaning it is so much fun."

Mom did her famous eye gyre, she was used to Josie's sarcasm.

"So what's the specific trouble right now ?"

Josie had quite a list of problems right now.

She was embarrassed to be sitting naked on a pot with her Mom looking at her.

She was embarrassed to see her Mom naked, which she did not remember having happened before.

She was stymie that her eyes travelled between her Mom's tits and pussy.

She was embarrassed staring at her Mom's completely shaven pubic area.

She was embarrassed that her Mom's nipples were surd and pointed.

And she was embarrassed that all of those sights were turning her on.

Fuck, she was a Mom lusting pervert !

In more pattern time Josie would feature shrugged, turned red and said cipher. Today she had past that point.

"I am hot, uncomfortable, my teat are killing me and I am horny as infernal region, and I do not know what I am supposed to do about it all."

And she burst into flowage of bout.

Mom came into the toilet, collecting a pipe bowl of water, some clothes and towels. She helped Josie standpoint and walk back to her sleeping room and got her lying down. Mom had moved the pillows round so that one was underneath Josie's hips. She told Josie to elicit her hands up and keep the headboard.

Mom dipped a material and squeezed out the surplus weewee. She patted Josie's typeface and wiped her supercilium. She wiped down her weapon system and her axillary fossa. Josie squirmed a bit, she was feeling unspoiled. Mom wiped round Josie's neck, allowing a bit more H2O to soak down her skin. Mom could see how sweaty Josie was and she knew that Josie needed to be cooled down.

Next Mom ran the cloth over her dresser and the top of her bosom. Josie shivered. body of water dribbling down her figurehead. Then Mom raised Josie's right wing breast and wiped underneath and round. The reaction from Josie was profound. Mom told her that the weight of her breast was amazing. Then the early breast got lifted and washed down. Josie was responding to her Mom's ministration. She made low voiced groans, and moved her body. Mom then wiped her pap. The effect on Josie was electric. She groaned loudly and rushed her hired man down to her crotch. Mom grabbed her carpus and made her let go, putting her hand back up to the headboard. Josie's whimpering told Mom all she needed to bang. She washed over Josie's stomach and then aimed down into Josie's pubic area.The cloth ran water down the creases of Josie's legs, Josie shivered. Mom ran the cloth back up over her slit and patted down her pubic hair. Mom riffled through Josie's luxuriant hair and loved the tactile property.

Josie was lost to the world, the cool off H2O, the tone of Mom washing her trunk. Mom then got her to lie on her side. Mom washed her back and over her buttocks, along the book binding of her legs and washed her infantry and then got Josie to wheel back facing up. Mom then washed up the front of Josie's legs and stopped.

Josie lay there feeling much more make relaxed but her needs were totally unfulfilled. Mom asked what the problem was. Josie was so far gone that she simply answered, forgetting to whom she was talking.

"I need to number and I need to ease the pressure level on my tits."

Mom nodded.

Mom put down the dress and moved the pipe bowl of water. She clambered onto the bed, sideways on to Josie. Josie watched intently, Mom was soundless and thoughtful.

Mom leaned down resting her cubital joint on the bed. Mom opened her mouth and covered Josie's nipple. Josie immediately twitched. Mom sucked, latching on to the pap, and she drew up Josie's milk. Josie was astonished, not exactly sure what Mom was doing, but loving the feeling.

Josie tried to gain her clit and snatch, she loved the feeling and of course of study it had made her horny. She could not quite attain, not being as pliable as it used to be. Mom raised her face and looked to see what Josie's problem was.

What Mom did side by side was to get Josie mad with excitement and embarrassment,

Mom placed her digit into Josie's twat and started to flip up and down against her clit.

Josie's moaning was tawdry and deep voiced. Very outspoken.

Mom was now sucking up Milk River from her titty and strumming her clit.. Josie was getting hotter and more injury up. Then Mom moved her hired hand again and pushed two fingers inside Josie's pussy.

Josie's consistency leapt off the bed, she was beyond turned on, she was having the best response to her pleasure ever,

Mom's finger kept moving and then she switched her mouth onto Josie's other white meat. Mom was sucking up Milk River and drinking down. Josie was already feeling relieved. Mom's fingerbreadth were speeding up and Josie was anything but still or calm.

Mom, mom, mom and all of a sudden Josie was having the best climax she had ever had.

Mom stopped, leaving her digit in place, and raised her mouth from Josie's teat.

Mom smiled."Was that helpful, darling girl ?"

Josie could only nod her straits, but her smiling evidence Mom everything .