You wake up to see Drake’s mother Amanda who is massive compared to you with her giant H cups straining against her pink blouse. While her son Drake was out she would use the empty house as her own business and pleasure. Amanda would mostly bring a customers into the house.
Amanda wasn’t fat but had thick hips and a jiggling ass her red hair not passing her shoulders as she would style it just to attract men. You know you gulp hoping she doesn’t notice you. Than suddenly you realize her son had cleaned you and had packed a bow around you waistline.
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