What could be more delightful?" Not many things," Ana slurred unevenly. "But why, if it's so good, does the government make it illegal?" President Mar...meluke's government makes everything nice illegal," Bezaffa replied. "It doesn't stop them, or anyone with means, from partaking. They just don't want the ordinary person to have any part of it." Thass not fair, issit?" Ana slurred. "Why should there be one law for some and another for the others? Surely, everyone should be able to do the same. I was very turned on by her but I eventually learned how to control my hormones when she in the house with very little on. However, one morning she woke up and came to the kitchen wearing a rather small nightgown for a woman her size. It was similar to a skirt almost, and the material was so thin and silky smooth, it was essentially see-through. I can tell she had panties on, but definitely no bra. Every slight movement of her body was met by a jiggle of her mounds of fat. I felt the swelling. I love you too!" We kissed and snuggled and gradually exhaustion took us and we fell asleep.When we woke up, it was mid-afternoon, we had slept more than eight hours and we were very hungry and urgently needed a bath or a shower, as we were quite ripe with dried sex fluids all over our bodies. We had slept cuddled, I spooning behind her, with my right arm over her belly, caressing our child through the mother's skin."Good afternoon my love, what time it is?" asked my mother, who was stretching. She broke off the look, smiled and said, "there's some cold beer in the fridge."He continued to look at her. "Sound's good," he murmured and got up and went to the refrigerator. Rosa drew her legs up under her and sat Indian-style on the bed while he opened the door and removed two cans from the eight that huddled on the frost-caked shelf. He popped the tab on his beer and handed her another can without opening it. She popped the top, twisted off the ring and tossed the broken tab in the.