It's ok, Mommy's here

Hello everybody!

So, this is a short story and a new thing I'm trying. Instead of a shit ton of buildup, I thought that I'd try something short for a quick read like a one-page kind of thing. Let me know what you think. If you like this for a quick bit of fun rather than some of my longer stories I might try a few more.

Also, I wrote this for my loyal readers. I'm pan and write what turns me on (not much that doesn't) and I'm not a fan of lesbian material nor futa on female but many of my readers are and I thought this was a fun story.

I hope you'll enjoy this story of futa on female. Again, I genuinely enjoyed this one and hope you do too.

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At four o'clock on a Friday afternoon, Marilyn Macey had just gotten home and immediately gotten to work preparing dinner. Still wearing her business attire, Marilyn bounced around the kitchen. Her hair hung freely, long golden strands almost glowing in the light from the kitchen window, and to some, she appeared angelic. With her jacket hanging over a chair, she just wore her dress shirt and her skirt and anyone watching would have thanked the stars for the opportunity.

At her age, she had been blessed with good genetics. Her shirt clung tightly across her chest that still defied gravity every day. Her nipples pressed against the gentle fabric. She hated bras, a trait that her daughter inherited though she wasn't blessed as much as her mother.

Her skirt sat low on her hips so tightly one might assume it was sewn on. The black fabric stretched around the swell of her naturally wide hips.

For a woman at forty, most people thought that she had aged gracefully. A breathtaking beauty, people who knew her wondered why she was such a homebody. A mom to a sweet and intelligent daughter, she would always prefer a night at home with her darling baby to a night out on the town. They knew she didn't date though she rarely discussed her personal life. Her tastes were specific and hard to find and in the end she preferred to be home with her baby.

Her motherly duties came first, not that she minded. Being a Mom was her greatest achievement and she always looked forward to her daughter coming home.

She had the most gorgeous roast prepared, her daughter's favorite, and wanted to do something special for her. Her daughter Wendy had a new girlfriend and they'd been together long enough that Marilyn wanted to be prepared. Ten minutes later her daughter came in crying and Marilyn sighed, dropped her knife, and hissed, "Bitches". Not at her daughter, of course.

"Waaahhhhh!" Her daughter's wails tore through the air from the living room.

No, Marilyn hissed at all of the stuck-up cunts who broke her baby's heart.

"Wendy sweetheart?" Purple-painted nails cracked against plastic when she casually reached down and popped a button on her top. Some girls liked ice cream for a breakup. Marilyn herself used to love fucking all of her exes' friends until she had her daughter but not Wendy. The girl loved big boobs. "Thank the Lord that I didn't change." She murmured on her way to the living room where her daughter sobbed into the couch.

Wendy had curled up on the couch, grasping her knees and sobbing viciously. Her delicate, elven features twisted beneath her pain. "Mo-Mommy!" She shrieked and Marilyn trotted in just to make her cleavage jiggle but her poor Wendy was just too heartbroken to notice. She even shook her shoulders but for once her DD's failed to elicit even the faintest smile.

Her breasts normally delighted her daughter. Wendy had an obsession with big naturals and her love for her Mommy's had been a poorly kept secret.

She smoothed her skirt over her curvaceous thighs and wide hips. Her daughter, a younger yet narrower image of her Mommy, sniffed and finally glanced up. Her heartbreak paused just long enough to take in Marilyn's double D's barely contained in her top. Marilyn smiled victoriously, no one could ignore her girls for long.

"Mommy!" Wendy squealed and held out her arms. A Mommy's girl all her life, she was lost in a sea of heartache and Marilyn would always be her island. Marilyn crashed onto the couch and shoved her baby's face between her mountainous gifts from God.

"Oh Mo-Mo-Mooooom!" Wendy's muffled cries tickled Marilyn's breasts but she choked down the laughter, she'd just gotten too angry. What is wrong with girls her age? If they can't recognize a catch like Wendy then that's their loss!

The reason for her daughter's tears wouldn't be a hard guess. It was the same answer every time, this was just the time when the problem's name was "Tara."

"Again!?" Marilyn honestly hoped that this time would be different but knew better. Her Wendy is so beautiful, a slimmer version of her mom. The same curly wheat colored hair, identical blue eyes, and the same lips. Wendy's face is thinner than her moms but she still got so much from her. She was just eighteen and such an overachiever. Smart, funny, and charming, everyone loved Wendy.

Just not the way they wanted.

"I th-thought it would work this time!" Wendy rasped between her mother's breasts.

"I know baby, I know." Marilyn comforted her, stroking her hair as she talked and wondering if her daughter would ever make it work with a girl.

"We were helping out Coach Jefferies. Her son Jordan is due any day now and she's been kind of scatterbrained." Yeah, Marilyn knew all about Carla Jefferies. For once she thanked God that her daughter was very firmly gay. She wanted grandkids but men were annoying enough without being pregnant.

"And, baby?" Marilyn asked, pushing her daughter to open up as gently as possible.

"We've been together for three weeks and I thought it was time and.... I thought it was real, Mom. I thought she liked me. No one was there and I thought ... well..... as soon as she saw it, she freaked!" Wendy snapped and touched the ignored shaft already hardening between her legs. "It is NOT "Too big" or "the most terrifying thing ever"! I mean seriously? I just ... mom I just don't want to be alone anymore." Her glasses came off as her Mom breathed hotly over the lenses and wiped them off on her shirt.

"You deserve so much better my angel." Marylin placed the glasses back on her gorgeous daughter's face and tapped her nose softly. "And if they can't see you for the amazing young futa that you are when countless women would be happy to have you, well ... to hell with them!"

"If only the girls at school thought the same." Wendy curled back against her mother, heartbroken and convinced that this time, just like every time, she wouldn't be able to get over it. "I'm so tired of feeling like this, Mom..."

"Want me to help as I did before?" Marilyn asked and her daughter's face shot up, nodding so fast that Marilyn thought her head would pop off.

"Ok. Let me go get dinner in the oven first and put the sides on warm." Wendy hugged her mother and by the time Marilyn had the roast in the oven, her daughter had gotten comfortable on the couch.

Nude.

"Don't we look comfy?" Marilyn chuckled and flicked the other buttons open. Her breasts spilled out like a glorious stampede of tit flesh and Wendy screeched. "Yeeeeeeeessssss!"

"Feeling better already?" Her top hit the floor and her forty-year-old stomach appeared just as flat and creamy as the last time Wendy got so close.

"Uh huh." She nodded blankly. "You have the best boobs, Mom." Each time that Marilyn had brought her breasts out for her daughter, Wendy stared hypnotized.

"You say that every time." She'd lost count of the number of times she "comforted" her daughter after a breakup. After a while, it didn't matter and she enjoyed it. In the end, all that mattered was Wendy.

While not as large as her Mom's, Wendy's swung freely in her shirt as she never wore a bra. Her nipples hardened like stone against the thin fabric of her shirt. "Here baby, they're all yours." Marilyn sighed as her daughter's mouth latched onto her breasts and she gently tweaked her daughter's nipples as she licked and sucked at her Milf Mom's massive mammaries.

"Ignore them, Wendy. You're perfect just the way you are." Marilyn hated the string of skanks that her daughter brought home. More than anything, she wanted to stop her daughter from dating altogether. Yes, she would admit with a little pressure that skank is a harsh word and maybe she's just an overprotective mom but after seeing her daughter get rejected time after time, she felt the word was appropriate. She always went after smart girls, popular girls, and athletes but they always shattered her heart leaving Marilyn to sweep up the pieces and put them back together.

So far this year she had dated two track stars, the head of the debate club, and two cheerleaders. The newest girl was the second biggest overachiever after Wendy herself. Cute, dark-skinned with big, poofy hair and a body that Wendy longed to touch, she had seemed promising.

'Bitch.' She thought viciously.

"I just wish they thought that," Wendy mumbled between her mom's breasts. Her tongue ran over every inch of her mother's ample bosom and her tongue stud flicked pleasantly against her mother's rosy pink nipple before she sucked it into her mouth.

"Well, I do think that!" She held her daughter tightly against her as she suckled. Marilyn moaned as Wendy's hand slipped beneath her skirt. "You're beautiful, you're the smartest kid in school and you're going to make a name for yourself after you graduate. You can do so much, the sky's the limit, and the bitches who broke your heart are going to regret letting you go. Trust me, baby."

Marilyn shivered when her daughter's fingers slipped inside of her soaked pussy. "Add in your cock and talented fingers and any woman would be the luckiest girl in the world to have you."

"I don't see why you would mention this damned thing!" Howling, Wendy tapped the girth monster with her dry hand. "Every girl dumps me as soon as she sees it, Mom. It's not a good thing ... maybe I am a freak..." Every time, every single one. She didn't keep the fact that she was packing a secret but she didn't dress in a way to show it off, it wasn't her style. The girls at school didn't know and each one that she got close to freaked out when she saw it.

"Hey baby." Holding her daughter's face, Marylin laid her lips across Wendy's. They kissed, slowly and passionately until her juices dripped down her daughter's arm. She really knew how to get her mother going, a natural talent.

"Oh, Mom, are we uh.... you know?" Wendy asked desperately, hoping for the only part about being dumped that she looked forward to.

"Going to fuck?" Marilyn laughed and crawled into her daughter's lap. "How else am I supposed to help my young daughter get over her nasty, cold-hearted ex?" Her lips pressed against Wendy's cheek, then her neck, then her chest. She bit at her daughter's nipples through her shirt, careful of the piercings.

She loved the piercings on her daughter. She looked like such a girl next door and Marilyn adored the way they looked on her. They gave her a slight edge that her mother loved.

"Oh, Mom, don't stop!" Wendy begged pathetically and Marilyn only chuckled.

"Why would I?" She pushed the zipper on her skirt down and when she threw it to the side revealing her stockings, garter, and underwear, her daughter's jaw fell. It always did but it still made her Mom feel gorgeous regardless. "A good mother wouldn't stop with such a pent-up daughter."

She slid down her daughter's body, making sure to flick her head back and forth so her hair trailed down her daughter. "I mean my baby girl is in so much pain. My poor Wendy, how are you feeling? Tell Mommy the truth!"

Wendy's lip jutted out and she batted her eyes sadly. "So hurt, Mom... I mean I-I thought that she was the one..." Overdramatic but her Mom didn't mind. It had become their ritual after she got dumped.

On her knees, Marilyn traced her lips with her tongue and glanced up at her frozen daughter. "Well, would a deep throating, ball draining, eye crossing blowjob from your loving Mom help?"

"Hell yeah it would!" Wendy grunted as her Mom's hands ripped her daughter's skirt down to reveal her package barely restrained in a cute pair of heart-covered panties. To her mom, it looked like trying to carry a salami and two baseballs in a slingshot. When her mother's fingers pulled the underwear out her cock shot out like a restrained spring beside her mother's head and fell on her shoulders.

"Ooo, she's so happy to see me!" The long, vein-covered monster dribbled its excitement down its mother's back. She cooed as she kissed and licked its spongy flesh. "Mmmm, so good! Girls today just don't know how to treat a real cock!"

Marilyn scowled at all the dumb girls who couldn't appreciate something so perfect. "You're even bigger than your Mother."

"Really!?" Wendy's hands pulled her Mom's mouth closer to her cock and Marilyn answered against the burning dick. "You don't talk about her much."

"Oh yes! It may have been like almost two decades ago but I haven't forgotten." Not that she could. Three hours of getting the everything shit fucked out of her in a bar's bathroom during Spring Break wasn't an experience that she could ever forget. "I got you and the best sex of my life." A playful smirk danced on the Milfs lips. "Well, until the first time you got dumped."

Shoving her tongue in Wendy's mouth she kissed like a woman who has it bad. "Nine months later I became a mom, and I've never been happier!" The cock helped.

Wendy sniffled again and asked, "Have you ever wished that I was a normal girl like you?"

"Wendy Stacey Macey!" She barked and Wendy winced, not because of her mom but because she HATES her middle name. "Don't you EVER think something like that again! You are perfect, do you hear me PERFECT!" She crouched lower and as she rose back up her tongue licked her daughter from her large hairy balls to the purple head of her massive girl cock.

"Every woman should get to experience something so perfectly made to drive a bitch wild!" Marilyn already felt herself becoming a slave to her daughter. Every time she helped her get over an ex she fell more and she liked it. "To, t-to beat one orgasm after another out of a bitches pussy just like you've done to me you fucking -AAGGHHHH!" Unable to wait any longer she choked after diving her throat down to her daughter's lap.

It punched its way down her esophagus and Wendy groaned as her fingers tore at her mother's hair. She lay back, whimpering through the steady sounds of her mom's cock worshiping.

"Hhgrooock, hhgrooocckkkk, ugfhhhhtthhllllkk!" Her hands kept a steady stroke up and down the vein-marked shaft. Spit flowed down and onto the couch.

"Mommy, you always know what to do to make getting dumped easier." Wendy couldn't even remember her ex's face or the look of fear plastered across it when Wendy whipped her dick out.

"Aaaeeeanngfhh oouuuu!" Marilyn gagged on her daughter's cock but meant every word. "Anything for you."

She massaged Wendy's balls as she sucked and the heartbroken teen humped her cock up to her Mommy's face as she pushed her head down.

"That's right Mommy suck your daughter's dick, suck all of my nut butter right out of my balls! Aaaa FUCK I love you, Mom!" Her mom ripped her head from her daughter's lap. Panting, Marilyn wiped her mouth and gushed, "I love you more baby! Now forget about that ungrateful bitch! Focus only on me!" Then her head rushed forward, taking every inch of her daughter back down her throat. When her nose ground into her daughter's pubes, Wendy had enough.

Ripping at her mother's hair she rabbit punched her Mom's guts with her cock in a frantic rush to cum. "Yes Mommy, make me forget that bitch what's-her-name! Yes, yes I fucking love my Moooooom!" Marilyn gagged, spitting saliva and cum down her daughter's lap where it flooded down and to the floor.

Her throat flexed, pulsating wider with every glob of white-hot girlcum shooting through to her belly. Speaking of, her belly grew, the cum pushing her flat middle further out till she had one like most moms her age.

"Uuuunnnngggghhh!" Wendy groaned a long hollow cry.

When Wendy's balls finally stopped pumping her full, her hands unclenched and Marilyn slid to the floor fat, happy, and sated. "All better baby-cakes?"

"Better." Wendy sighed and sank further into the couch. She opened her shirt and tore it off. Then, kicking her skirt off she intended to curl up on the couch and nap. "I can barely remember her face now..."

"Tut tut tut," Her mother clicked her tongue against her teeth as she stood, head shaking side to side softly. "Oh no, that will not do." Marilyn's middle shook with the movement just as free as her uncaged chest.

"Mom, is everything ok?" Wendy asked as her eyes began to close.

"Well Wendy, apparently I'm not doing my job as your Mommy." She took her long blonde locks and tied her hair quickly behind her head. "Not if you can remember her face at all."

"What do you mean Mom?" Wendy rolled onto her back and her dick, knowing what was about to happen, rose back to its former height.

"Once upon a time, all you needed to forget was a blowjob. If you can still remember her face, then I'm not trying hard enough to make you forget." Strutting to her daughter and shaking her head in faux disappointment (sex would always happen, no matter what excuse she would have to invent) she climbed into her lap and slid her underwear away from her pussy. When she grasped her daughter's shaft and rose above her, her pussy drooled a stream of love juice upon the glorious tower of womanhood.

"Mom, you're the best. I love you so much!" Ever grateful, she hugged her adoring Mom, her face nestled between her glorious fleshy orbs, and wailed. Marilyn gently pushed her daughter away and distracted her with a kiss and a tongue tickling her tonsils. Lowering her hips her glistening lips opened wide as Wendy groaned against her mom's tongue.

"You're the best. You deserve a woman who'll love you unconditionally. A woman who'll take care of you, hold you till the world makes sense and," Their noses touched as Marilyn's velvety tunnel swallowed the moaning girl's shaft. "A woman who can drain your balls like a fucking whore!"

"A woman like you Mommy!" Wendy's lips trembled from the overwhelming feeling of her mother's love canal spasming around her. "I have the best Mom ever!"

"You deserve it, Wendy!" Marilyn sucked in lungfuls of air and forced herself up. Every time she helped her baby girl it felt like the first time. She fell back and the rock-hard lady dick sent fire across her nerves. Her pussy clenched and Marilyn had her first orgasm of the day. "Wendy, Mommy loves you so much she's cu-cumming for you! Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!"

Wendy ravished the testaments to womanhood that bounced before her. Marilyn shrieked in her daughter's arms, soaring high before crashing back. "... f-fuck you always make Mommy cum SO FUCKING hard baby. Fuck!"

"Hehe, I love when you talk dirty Mommy." Wendy pulled their mouths together and she wondered if she would ever be so lucky as to find a woman like her mom.

"Only for you." Marilyn cooed as their tongues danced together.

In moments, Marilyn and Wendy were screaming their heads off. They hugged one another, faces beside each other, and held on for dear life. Her pussy rocketed up and down, leaving juices to trail down.

"Oh. My. God! My baby is so big, so fucking big stretching Mommy out as her Milf Pussy deserves! God DAMN I LOVE HAVING A HUNG STUD DAUGHTER!" Wendy's palm slapped her claim across her mother's large, firm backside in response and Marilyn only got louder. "Fuck these stuck-up cunts who don't respect the God cock you have! You are a fucking breeding bull meant to hammer a baby into a bitches womb and they're too stupid to know that! Hammer this Mommy pussy with your breeding bull daughter-cock!"

"Mom, if only I could find a woman like you but I'll never find a woman who loves me as much as you!" Wendy thrust upwards and her hands jerked her mom up and down at her will. Marilyn's breasts threatened to break her daughter's nose if she didn't settle but Wendy, oblivious, tried to catch her nipples in her mouth to no avail.

"You'll never find a woman who loves you as much as Mommy!" She flopped down and ground her vice grip like cunny around her daughter till they both couldn't speak.

"Right now you're all I want, Mom!" Wendy explored her mother's body with her hands and could never decide which she loved more, the best tits in the world or the best ass. They made out as the pressure built slowly but steadily. All at once, she squealed happily down her mother's throat while her cock deposited its load into her mother's depths.

Marilyn shrieked on her daughter's tongue as they collapsed together. "Ooooohh goooodddd you're gonna give yourself a sibling if you keep cumming in me like this! Drown your Mommy's fucking pussy!"

"FuuUUUUUUuuuccckkkkkk!" Every glob shot from her balls like a cannon. Her cum hit her mother's insides so hard her belly rumbled with each rope of girl cum. "Best... p-p-pussy EVER!"

"You are seriously testing the limit of Mommy's birth control." She hadn't checked if hers could handle a Futa but she wasn't sure that she cared."I am such a slut for my baby girl....." Marilyn's face fell against the back of the couch and her daughter's hands kept her ass rising and falling till they were both spent.

"This might have been the best one yet. Thanks, Mommy." Pecking her heaving Mom, Wendy held her till her body stopped rocking. "Such a good Mommy, good Mommy, so good." She purred directly into her Mom's ear and stroked her sweat-soaked back. "Who's a gooood Mommy? You are."

When her Mom could speak it was with a throat cracked and burning from all the impassioned screaming. "What do you do to me, Wendy?" Shaking the sweat from her face and hair she ran her hands over the sack of cum squooshed between them. "Damn Wendy, you really did your best to blow me up!"

They patted her extended belly and laughed before sharing a final kiss. "Now that you've gotten that out of your system," At that moment the oven timer began to shriek through the house. "Are you hungry?"

It took her daughter lifting her to get off. Her legs were like spaghetti noodles and every muscle hurt. "I made your favorite!" She announced as her daughter uncorked her cunt.

Her hole gushed a sea of cum down her daughter's dick before she managed to cover her gaping entrance. Wendy smiled a great big doofy smile at her satisfied Mom. "Mom, you're the fucking best."

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Thirty minutes later they sat together on the couch, freshly showered and in pajamas. Marilyn stroked her gut as her daughter ate. Wendy practically cried when she begged her mom not to push out her cum. She said "The only thing hotter than normal-Mom is blown-up-by-my-cum-Mom! Please Mommy...... I'm still heartbroken." Then she made the puppy dog eyes.

Marilyn rolled her eyes but laughed

"I spoil you, baby."

Wendy destroyed her third plate, famished after their little breakup ritual. The TV played but both were too happy to listen. Purple-tipped fingers twirled her daughter's hair as she ate and though Marilyn had been thinking about it, she wasn't sure if that was the best time to talk.

"Enjoying dinner?" She asked softly.

"Mhm!" Wendy nodded and wiped the gravy from her chin. "Seriously Mom, thanks. I don't know how I'd get past all the drama if it wasn't for you." Her Mom's heart swelled with love and pride only to have the source demolish it.

"But don't worry. I already have a date with a new girl after school tomorrow!"

Biting her lip, that was all the provocation that her Mom needed. "Wendy, we need to talk."

"Are you pregnant!?" Her daughter gushed excitedly.

"No, Wendy, I'm not pregnant." Marilyn monotoned as she stole the remote and flicked the television off. "I've been thinking that we need a new house rule."

Confused, Wendy placed her bowl on the table and turned to her Mom. "What kind of new rule?"

Taking a breath for strength, Marilyn told her, "One that bans you from dating."

"What, why? That is so unfair!"

Regretting her choice of a T-shirt instead of something with buttons, Marilyn stewed over the loss of her sweet weapons. A little cleavage and Wendy would have agreed to anything. "Wendy, your grades are still exemplary but you're always so focused on girls and you get so depressed when it doesn't turn out well and I worry about you and I don't want it to affect your future."

"But Mom, how will I ever find the one if I can't date? This is.. this is... bullshit!" Wendy froze then and covered her mouth. She cursed during sex but never at her Mom. Instead of getting angry, Marilyn grasped Wendy's hand on her own.

"Baby, I know you're mad and I can't really stop you but you're young, ok? You have years to find "the one" but until then, I'd like you to agree to no dating." She placed her hand over Wendy's mouth to stop her from griping.

"Just for a year or two. First high school and start college, THEN go girl crazy or even boy crazy!" Wendy squinted at her mother who removed her hand and snuggled up to her scowling daughter. "I know, I know, you're a "lesbian" but that's my point. You're young, stop trying to rush things. Explore, figure things out first. For your Mommy?"

"Fine," Wendy grunted and tried to turn away but Marilyn tackled her against the arm of the couch.

"I do have an offer that might make your life easier and will certainly make you less mad at me....." Marilyn's tongue tested her daughter's resolve. The way she licked Wendy's ear made her eyes cross.

"Ooooooo.."

"See, how about if your Mom was your girlfriend?" Marilyn had thought about it off and on for months. No more having her baby girl come home crying. No more depressive episodes, no more skanks traipsing around her house.

Well, one skank.

Wendy snapped out of her tantrum in an instant and couldn't keep her shapely behind on the couch. She bounced up and down chanting "Are you serious!?"

"There are some conditions Wendy," Marilyn warned.

"Anything, name it!" Wendy latched on to her Mom, nuzzling her face between her mom's covered breasts. "Mine all mine!"

"Hahaha! Hold your horses babe." Pushing her daughter back and raising a hand she started counting off her fingers. "Your homework will get done every day." She said, tapping one finger before another. "We will NOT just be fucking! I'll be your girlfriend not your live-in cum dumpster and if your grades suffer even a little, no more Mommy pussy."

"I swear my grades won't suffer. I promise!" Wendy nodded gravely. The Milf of all Milfs and her ACTUAL Mom was going to be her girl. She would have agreed to anything.

"You can keep looking, make friends, hell even have a one-night stand. I want you to find the right girl BUT your schoolwork takes priority so I'll be your temporary girlfriend." Marilyn curled up against her happier than her daughter. "When you need to talk, you come to me. When you need companionship, I'm yours." Crawling back on her daughter's lap and careful to press her belly up against Wendy's, Marilyn took her stammering daughter's hands in hers and placed her lips close to her daughter's.

"And when you need to get your dick wet, you come and find your ready and oh so willing Mommy-Bitch. Deal?"

Wendy's shaking hands dug into Marilyn's ass like claws. "Mommy.... I may need to get my dick wet now."

"I figured." Marilyn laughed. "So, I know I'm not a girl your age but is your Mommy a good substitute for now?"

Ripping her shirt off and tearing her mother's off in shreds, Wendy answered by lifting her mother without a word and carrying her through the house to her bedroom.

Bouncing in her baby's arms, Marilyn sighed contentedly. "A mother's job is never done."

Between her breasts, her daughter choked, "Speaking of "jobs" Mom...."

After a fairly intense face fuck, the mother-daughter pair were locked in a heated and passionate embrace and Wendy didn't think of her ex once. She did make a note to run by the flower shop.

Her new girlfriend would love some roses, and Lord knew she deserved them. As she was fantasizing about finally having a girlfriend, her mother's voice ripped through the air.

"I AM the best Mom ever! Fuck your girl's pussy you hung bitch!"

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