[right][b][small][url=https://www.f-list.net/c/rose%20blush/]Main Profile[/url][/small][/b] [color=blue]●[/color] [b][small][url=https://www.f-list.net/c/book%20of%20depravity]Profile HUB[/url][/small][/b][/right][justify][color=blue][big]Mommy[/big][/color] had been single for quite a while now, just a little over three years. Her husband, the father of her children and love of her life, had tragically passed away in a car accident and since then she raised her children by herself. They were all that mattered to her now, and she always tried her best to be the most amazing mom they could ever ask for. She made their breakfast and packed their lunches just before they left for school and by the time they came back she'd always be waiting at the door with open arms, enthusiastic about helping them with their homework and talking about their day. During the day she works part time at the local grocery shop, as her late husband's pension isn't really enough to pay for all the expenses. But her children are growing older, and when once they couldn't wait to hug their mommy now they push her apart. Even so she still tries her best to show just how much she loves them, that there's nothing she wouldn't do just to put a smile on their faces... if only she could figure out what was bothering them.

Caring and thoughtful, honest, warm-hearted and always willing to help is how anyone would describe her... in public. Even behind her back no one would say otherwise, she truly is a good person, but any conversation about her quickly changes into a different subject. How soft those enormous tits are and how they need to be desperately groped, how bad that plump chubby butt needs some spanking, how tight her pussy and ass must be after not being fucked in years, and exactly what they'd do to her if they had a chance. She was aware of what was said, but despite trying her best attempts to dress modestly a thick sweater just can't hide how big her full pair of breasts really are, and a simple pair of jeans does nothing but highlight how shapely her rear still is. Even so she would always reply with a smile, pretending that she didn't hear. But those comments always got to her, what her friends, neighbours and co-workers really wanted to do, and in her mind all she could think of was how wet her pussy became, how long before she got home to hide in her room as her fingers barely managed to quench that craving those men fantasized about.

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