It really is obscene, she commented about her ass, looking at herself in the mirror. She's packed into beige stretch pants while trying on clothes for upcoming vacation. The light color of the pants left an impression that it was just her skin, allowing dimples to show through the stretched fabric.
I told her she just needs to own the fact that she's got a gloriously large ass that everyone likes. I joked that she's wearing them to the Atlanta airport when we depart. Atlanta won't let such a ripe peach leave it's city.
She loves the attention and noticed I was aroused. She then tried on her other dresses and skirts to make sure they fit. She smirked when her tits were too big for a dress and she had to adjust them.
She later tried on a purple dress that showed her tits and went down to just above her knees. I teased her, "That's the dress for that restaurant you love". Her ass bounced as she walked and her empty belly already sticking out , she will pass for heavily pregnant after a good meal. I liked the thought of her waddling back to the car with a loaded belly after a long and slow dinner in Italy.
She complained that she was hot from trying on all the clothes. She really is fat now that trying on her wardrobe heats her up.
She bent over the bed innocently stretching her self. She commented that I would have to exfoliate her and apply some bronzer before the trip. I objected to the bronzer but was happy to exfoliate her. I assured her that her fair skin was sexy and especially loved her pale white thighs.
I approached behind her from as she stretched and pressed against her backside. I couldn't pass up such a fat, round ass on display. She commented that she was stretching her hamstrings. Her big panties were stretched thin, she still hadn't replaced her out grown panties. I grabbed her swollen hips and then rubbed her fat backside, pretending that I was already helping her exfoliate. She was in the position she wanted...bent over. She adjusted herself to center on my cock where she wanted me. I pushed down on the center of her lower back pressing her on the mattress with my left hand. With my right hand I grabbed her big panties, grasping them by the damp gusset pulling them to the side. Her only sound was a little moan of delite as I entered.
Later we relaxed on the couch. "Do you think I have an extra extra large bottom?" She asked. On her phone she was buying panties. "If you don't then I've got goals to make"
5 months