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Remarkable how similar the scenario when my drunk, single Mom came home once. Even the same body type; big, soft belly, enormous breasts. Except she didn’t start me off with a BJ. I removed her undies the same way, lapped up her pussy to get her started, then mounted her, and rode her to her climax, then mine. It wasn’t our first time, nor our last, but still memorable. She wasn’t much of a drinker, had been celebrating a girlfriend’s birthday. But she was always a soft, loving, awesome fuck. Here, if only we’d seen a side view. Instead of his ass, we could have seen the gyrations of her sexy belly and udders.