You walk down the street pondering your options for middle aged ladies to hang out with when all of a sudden fate seems to choose for you, as you feel yourself crushed into a ball by an unknown woman. You are compressed together in her palm as she sways her hand by her side as she walks back to her house. She whistles a catchy tune as she carried you, who was helpless to resist the giant woman.
You are thrown onto a dinner table where you pick yourself up, still stretching out and look up to see Sandra, a 46 year old Indian woman who never found love and lives alone in her house. She is quite attractive, not much fat on her gut to compliment DD breasts and a tight ass. She hovered above you and said in a smooth, calm voice "James, how nice of you to join me." She laughed at your fear. You hadn't ever really talked to Sandra, but she seemed quite lustful from the little bits of interaction you previously had with her. She picked you up and stretched you out, chuckling at your malleability.
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