MOTHER'S DAY By Kandor A muscular teen Amerasian girl gruesomely destroys her mother and musclefucks her boyfriend. Not for the faint of heart... Sue's cunt started to ooze orgasmic oil the second her socked feet hit the floor. The tall, dark-haired Amerasian 19-year-old smiled as she stretched, sitting on her bed, listening to her mother busy herself in the kitchen downstairs. Sue impishly jumped out of bed, letting her considerable, hard body weight slam onto the floor. She listened again. The rattle of housework in the kitchen below stopped, then started again nervously, seconds later. Sue's cunt was nearly flowing now. She waltzed to the mirror, eyeballing herself as she reached into the bureau drawers for a fresh pair of panties, some clean gray woolen socks, a tight midriff shirt, and obscenely short cut-off denims. Her lean, rugged body rippled with sinewy splendor as she dressed. She smiled pulling on the shirt over her little-girl tits, hard and pointed, felt the familiar tingle in her cunt as she wedged in the g-string panties between her neatly trimmed pussy lips and the hard, hollowed cups of her muscular ass. Her pussy quivered as she ran her hands down to her feet and peeled off her night-time socks to pull on the heavy woolen ones, gently tugging the material up to hug the bottom of her outrageously muscled calves. Sue's calves turned heads wherever she walked; being a dancer since she was a child made them thick, rugged, hard, calves of a bodybuilder, although she wasn't. She was a weightlifter, went to the gym regularly, but didn't count herself as a bodybuilder, only being blessed by a body with muscles that turned to stone with the slightest provocation, and head to toe, Sue was a muscular young lady. Sitting on the bed now, she pulled her cut-off jeans up over those calves, tugging them over her huge, muscular thighs, thighs of a sprinter or gymnast, thighs that could - and had - cracked men's skulls. She stood, smoothing the worn fabric of her tiny jean shorts, running her hands down over her big legs again, feeling the pulsating power of the muscles in her fingers as she pulled her socks up slender ankles to the bulbous balls of calf meat. Sitting again, she pulled on her heavy leather workout boots, and the picture was complete. As she bent to tie the boots, Sue pumped the ropy adductors of her inner thighs, squeezing her cunt, smiling at the feeling of the oily lips rubbing against each other and the sensitive nub in their middle. She stood up, spread her legs which caused her shorts to ride up even higher on her oaken thighs. With her hands on her slim, hard hips, she sneered at her image in the mirror, than laughed mischievously. She was happy with the vision. Then she walked downstairs on this Sunday in May - Mother's Day - and changed her mom's life forever. The small, frail woman stood at the sink, skinny legs hanging down like fleshy strings from the housedress she wore. Sue shook her head in disgust at the image, never figuring out what her late father, a kindly Chinese man, saw in the woman, wondering if he hadn't died young, would he still be around. Sue's eyes looked her mother up and down, planning. The 50-year-old would break easily, Sue grinned to herself, feeling her oily cunt run. She'd broken her older brother and sister, made them move away for fear of their lives, broken their friends, her mom's friends, so no one came around much anymore. Sue shuddered thinking of the time she broke one of mom's few boyfriends, turning his ribs to kindling in her scissors, dislocating his jaw and neck in her calves.She'd never broken her mom, but had thought about it, making her mother think about it by the way she treated her threateningly, keeping the frightened woman on her guard, ever fearful of her rugged-legged daughter. Sue's cunt surged with electricity, short- circuited in the juice welling up inside the furry folds, making her thick thighs quiver. She bit her lower lip and walked into the kitchen. "Happy Mother's Day, Mom," she said with chirpiness laced with sarcasm, walking up behind the woman and putting a hand on her scrawny neck, pinching it hard, very hard, so hard the woman yelped in pain and slowly bent, falling to her knees, banging her chin on the edge of the sink. "Here, lemme give you a hand, Mummy! You shouldn't be working so hard on your..big..DAY!" On the last three words, Sue pulled up and slammed down on her mother's bony shoulder, rattling her face against the rim of the porcelain sink, loosening her teeth and causing the skinny woman to yelp in pain. "Please....Sue...no...no..." she babbled, her frail hands pulling at her daughter's mitt that clenched tightly on the bones of her shoulder and neck, sending shards of pain down her back. "Oh, Mommy, you knew, you just HAD to know, this day was coming, didn't you?" Sue said through clenched teeth, working the big fingers of her muscular hand, digging them into the tissue and tendon of her mother's yielding shoulder. "You had to fucking know, Mom.you had to know." Sue's eyes half-lidded over as she worked the hand hard, then dragged her mother back toward the kitchen table, forcing her to sit before the chair in which Sue now sat, feeling the oil in her cunt smear her denims and rub into the high sheen of the chair that her mother would polish daily. She let go of her mom's neck with her hand and shot out her long, powerful legs, clasping the jagged edges of her inside calf meat onto mom's scrawny neck. The boots locked up tight before her mother's agonized eyes, the thick meat of her calves ratcheting down in angry power, the girth of those amazingly huge lower legs filling the space of her mother's neck from shoulder to earlobes, pushing up the head, stretching the spine and the weak vertebrae that held up her crying head. "Mmmmm, Mommy, I can feel the bones in your li'l ol' neck against my big ol' legs," Sue hissed in little girl sing-song. "Lemme massage it for ya, Mommy, lemme make your neck feel soooooooooo good." With that, Sue rolled her big lower legs in and then snapped them up, the skin clinging to her mother's loose neck skin, forcing her head down and then ramming it back up with the upward roll, snapping the woman's crying head so hard spittle flew from her mouth and landed on Sue's pulsing shins, sitting in a foamy heap atop a thick, snaky vein that ran up the paper-thin skin of her big right shin. Sue noticed and bit her top lip in a sneer as she leaned forward and ran a finger through the warm saliva, bringing it to her own mouth and sucking it off, returning the wet digit to the shin again, tracing it moistly over the vein, down to the sides of the rippling calf and up and over her rigid thigh, digging it into the tight hem of her high-cut denims, feeling the wetness of her cunt, scooping out some girly goo and then bringing it her mouth where she sucked it like a small cock. "Oooooooooooh, Mommy, this makes your wittle girl sooooooooooo fucking hot.." Sue hissed, head back, hands at her side gripping the chair Sue clung to the edge of the chair now as she thundered her legs out straight, punching the calfy lock on her mom. She tilted her head in an inquisitive cocking to one side, wondering what this move would do as she put more force into jolting first her right calf, then her left, moving them back and forth rapidly, her cocked head following each leg's motion, the effect being that her mom's head would jerk violently one way, then the other, as one calf blasted against the side of her neck and snapped her head side to side. Sue leaned up a bit now, lifting her thick ass off the seat, feeling the moist clam of her wet cunt leave a shiny mark behind. "Oh, Mommy, you don't look so good," Sue giggled, sitting back down now and chewing at her mom's head with her thick calves, slowly pulling it back, inch by inch, to the knees where the bones of Sue's big legs tore into her mom's ears. "You know, you've been having some trouble hearing me lately, huh Mommy," Sue sighed, leaning her big arms down, grabbing two hands full of her mother's thinning hair and opening her legs wide, leaving them crossed at the booted calves, her knees a foot away from her head on either side. "Lemme see if I can't clear your ears a bit." Brutally, Sue rammed her knees shut on her mother's skull, the bones of them blasting into her ears. The little woman screamed in agony, a high-pitched, shrill noise that made Sue wrinkle her almost pug-like nose. "Hey, old woman, MY hearing's fine, so I suggest you shut..the fuck..UP!" Using her battering-ram knees as punctuation, Sue emphasized her desire to have her mother be quiet by blasting them into her head as she ordered her to not scream so loudly. The little woman whimpered, her hands trembling as she attempted to block Sue's knees from cracking into the sides of her head. Sue looked sternly down at her at first at the intrusion of her mother's fingers, then a smile spread over her olive-skinned face. "Put her hands over your ears, bitch," she growled, tucking her chin to her chest, the thick pads of her sweaty pectorals bunching up as she did, rivulets of perspiration running down from her face to trickle into the striated separation of the fierce muscle. "Cover those fucking ears!" "Sue..please..stop..I've done everything you ask, please.no more, no more, no more." her mother babbled between sobs. "I said cover your fucking ears, Mommy," Sue growled again. Her mother's trembling hands came up and cupped her ears. Sue smiled - and rammed her knees hard into the skull and hands harder than before, the violent smash rupturing the woman's eardrums and shattering the bony fingers. Sue locked the scissors on tight, the bones of her knees crushing and crackling the long skinny digits underneath them. So great was the pain the little woman was in she opened her mouth to scream but nothing could come out. Sue let go the knee lock momentarily only to chew up her mother's head deeper, higher, gripping it in the meaty, sweaty maw of her gigantic, muscle-popping thighs. The big teen leaned up on the chair now, her eyes bulging and angry and she glared down at the top of her mother's head which was barely visible in the vibrating clench of her daughter's massive thighs, the tiny skull shaking as the ropy adductors lacing Sue's inner thighs rippled at the moaning face. Sue heard a familiar sound outside as a beat-up Ford pick-up truck roared into the driveway, then a door slam, and she smiled, looking at the clock. Right on time, her boyfriend bounded inside. Sean was a tall, skinny teen with no aim in life other than to get laid and drunk, not necessarily in that order. He knew Sue wasn't true to him, but it didn't matter. She fucked him blind and that's all he, or both of them, really cared about. "Sheeeeeeeeeeee-it, honey, what the fuck are you doing?" Sean said, open-mouthed as he watched Sue's vibrating legs chatter at the sides of her mother's barely visible head. "Fuckin-A, Susie, fuckin-a..I knew you didn't like your momma, but this.shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhit." Sue was still up on her hands, her thick haunches hollowed beneath her, the bulk of her thighs doubling in size and power as she worked the scissors, quivering the big legs, rolling them up, down, slowly, then quickly. She had her chin jutting out, her teeth clenched, her half-almond shaped eyes wide and flaring, the deep brown pools of them now staring right at Sean. "Take it out, Sean baby, take out that big cock, take it out NOW!" she roared, throbbing her thighs harder on her mother's groaning skull, the little legs protruding from the sundress twitching o nthe floor. "Whatever you say, darlin', shhheeeeee-it, baby, yeah.fucking-a, do it, baby, fuckin-a, do it." Sean growled, pulling down his fly on his tight jeans and extricating his long, thick dick, a cock way too big for a boy so scrawny. "Stroke it, baby, nice and hard and even, yeah, that's it," Sue cooed now, easing her ass back to the seat of the creaking kitchen chair, the football-hard hollows of her ass now exposed by the riding up of the tiny g-string fabric of her very short cutoffs, the thick meat of her rump sizzling in the puddle of her girl cream that had oozed out during the scissoring agony she was putting her mom through. Sean stood in front of those giant, crossed legs, standing over the veiny shins, beating his cock, unable to take his eyes off the thighs of his girlfriend, who stared at him hard, her black hair hanging in sweaty strands in her pretty face, blowing them away with a sideways exhalation of air from her snarling lips. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, Sue began hunching her hips, gyrating them, the concave bowls of her fierce ass pumping up and down, swelling in and out as she did. The tireless, insatiable pussy rubbed against the thin strand of denim that was now curled into a hard rope between the hairy lips, her clit stimulated by the friction and the sheer agony she was doling out on her mother. She humped her head harder now, Sue was humping the back of her mother's head as Sean watched, unable to look at Sue as she looked at him, lip curled into a sneer, thick tongue running up over her upper lip to swab the sweat away. A pearly dollop of boy pre-cum welled up into the eye of Sean's massive, 10-inch pecker. Sue's eyes lit when she saw it. "Come here, Seanny baby, come here and give my Mommy her Mother's Day present, give my Mommy some of your nasty lipstick!" Sue hissed, reaching into her thighs now and cupping her mother's chin, pulling her head back, putting incredibly agonizing pressure on the vertebrae in her neck, crackling them in quick succession as she rudely yanked back on the chin, totally exposing her mother's face and leaving the sides of her scrawny neck to be chewed at and mauled by the adductor ropes of steel. "Fuckin-a, baby, you betcha I'll give her some lipstick, you fuckin' betcha, sheeeeeeee-it," he howled, stepping forward, squatting halfway over Sue's bulging thighs, his monstrous flesh stick protruding obscenely from the tight hole of his jeans which he hadn't bothered to pull down. The terror in Sue's mother's eyes is what struck Sean first as he fisted his thick meat before her, the absolute horror in them at what was happening and what was to come. It took him aback at first as his tiny worked raced and tried to assimilate exactly what was happening before him. He'd seen the look before; in the eyes of the hitchhiker they picked up down the canyon road that hot summer's day, whose body was found weeks later by hikers who believed he'd fallen and fallen high and hard to have a neck so badly broken; in the eyes of the carny pitch man late that spring who'd enticed the young couple into his freak-show tent, and whom they'd later met up with and took away into the country, ostensibly so Susie could "fuck you raw," as she conned him; and there was that mildly retarded girl from the county home they found wandering around the countryside one afternoon, lost and fearful until the young couple found her and took her for a ride, Sue snapping her neck from the backseat by draping her booted calves around her neck while Sean drove with one hand and jacked off with the other. But the terror in this woman's eyes, this small woman's scrunched up face, the absolute horror, nearly caused Sean's cock to wilt in his whipping hand. Sue noticed and got his attention by ratcheting down on the scissors so hard her mother's head turned a sickly, deep purplish gray, thick wheezing sounds coming from her throat, her head twisted up at a grotesque and ungodly angle, like a disembodied Halloween skull sitting on a black-and-orange decorated table. The terror-filled eyes reddened and rolled over, like a fish struck by a club. Sue let up only enough to let her mother live, temporarily, and glared at Sean. "Unless you wanna be next, lover boy, you rub that drippy, gorgeous cockhead all over my Mommy's lips," Sue said, her head tilted down but her eyes looking up at Sean. "NOW!" Sean gulped and re-fisted his prick, rubbing it back to hardness and ignoring the look in the scissored woman's eyes. He leaned forward on thin legs, resting his non- cocked hand on Sue's massive left thigh, and rudely rubbed the moistened eye of his dick into her moaning lips, moving it back and forth, coating her lips in the thick goop of his clear pre-cum. He moaned himself now, hissing with pleasure, closing his eyes, head back as he jacked his big dick, skinning it up and down, the bulbous cap of it forcing Sue's mother's lips open and sliding in to the teeth, which were clenched shut by the vicious scissors being applied to the rest of the victimized head. "Fuck, yeah, Sean, that's it, FUCK yessssssssssssssssssss," Susie hissed in pre-orgasmic moaning, thrusting her cunt hard against the back of her mom's head. "Rub it, stroke it.slap it.slap her fucking face with that meat.fucking SLAP it, Sean!" Sean blindly obeyed, his nuts throbbing, the meat of them tight as he felt them knot while he beat his prick, pulling it out of her mother's lips and brutally banging the massive, fat head against her face, smashing her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, her eyes. HE was close, so close, and so was Sue, who looked down over the top of her mother's head and grinned madly. "Poke her fucking eye, Sean, poke that fucking eye out!" she screamed, hunching up and snapping her thighs hard, her cuntal lips thick with the gel of her building come. "Stick your dick in her eye, Sean, do it now!!" Sean's eyes popped open and he stopped beating his dick against the crying woman's face. He looked at Sue, disbelieving. He'd helped her before, helped her kill, but without doing any of the actual physical damage. This, this act of complete mayhem, caused his cock to wither again. "But.honey..I can't, I can't do that, honey, please.." he begged, trying to keep his prick stiff in his fingers. "I said POKE the fucking bitch's EYE OUT!!!" Sue growled, biting her upper lip, a thin trickle of blood forming at the juncture of tooth and flesh, her orgasm building to a dangerous, do-anything level. "You fucking do it or you're next!" Sean's mouth hung open and he beat his meat anew, staring now at Sue, taking his eyes off her mother's eyes, which were open, puffy, red and pleading. He thickened his cock, took a step back and aimed. He lunged forward and the thick head poked the screaming woman in the left eye. He tried pushing, but the resistance of eyeball to cock sickened him and he tried backing away. Sue's iron grip told him otherwise, her veiny hand closing around the thick prong and pulling hard, almost knocking Sean off his feet. Awkwardly, he straddled Sue's big, scissoring legs as he pressed forward to meet the pull of her hand. "In you go, eye fucker, in you go." Sue hissed, head cocked to one side, eyes flashing as she brutally forced Sean's thick meat head into the quivering eye lid, forcing it down, ramming the eyeball aside, plunging deeper and deeper, an explosion of blood and retinal fluid geysering around his cock until it was nearly halfway into the socket. The mother screamed an ungodly, wet scream, her other eye blinking madly at the intrusion into the other. It was a high scream, piercing, shrill, so much so it caused Sue to wince, not from the abject horror she was inflicting on her mother but from the noise alone. Clenching her teeth, she humped up her thighs, throbbing the inner ropes on her mother's neck until she quieted down. Sean's head was spinning, and he had an out-of- body experience that projected himself up to the ceiling, the scene below him unfolded in a spectacle of the obscene: A big, rugged girl embracing her mother's crushed head in gigantic thighs, a skinny boy straddling those legs and plunging his cock into the beaten woman's eye socket, his ass moving back and forth as he fucked it, the girl urging him on, holding his cock and moving it in and out. The room swirled, spun into a kaleidoscope of effusive colors, an LSD trip without taking a pill, a discordant clashing of sight and sound, the woman's whimpering softly, overcome only by the gruesome sucking sound of the prick fucking in and out of her eye. Then Sean snapped back to reality and he was straddling Sue's legs again, and the feeling, goddam the feeling, he thought, was getting good, getting him close to coming and shooting a load of hot cum directly into the old ladies brain. "Fuck me, Sean, fucking FUCK ME!" Sue growled, suddenly pulling her boyfriend's dick from her mother's head and unlocking her brutal thighs, the skinny woman slumping to the floor against the chair as Sue stood up, a thick river of disemboweled eye flesh and fluid streaming down one cheek, a sheen of tears on the other. Sue literally tore her cut off jeans from her body and the panties, standing pumped, muscular and sweaty, a look of total dominance and determination her eyes, much more so than lust. Lust was something not to be given into, she always thought, but controlled and planned and corralled, and Sue was a master of all that. She glowered at Sean, grabbing his shirt front in one fist and spinning him to the chair, plopping him in it. She kicked her mother to the floor and rudely sat on her face, grinding her moist cunt into the woman's moaning mouth, feeling her exploded eye meat wash over her thighs and ass as she gyrated madly. Gobbling Sean's big cock into her mouth, she began a blazing blow job, her black hair flying up and down as her head went, sucking his dick down her throat and pulling it back wetly, stroking it in a corkscrew motion with her hand. Her cunt gushed noisily over her mother's crying face and her mouth equaled the wet sounds in applying a knee-shaking blowjob to Sean, whose legs were quivering in pre-orgasmic dance. Sue broke the blowjob and stood up, sitting back and taking Sean's huge cock all the way into her insatiable pussy with one, wet, obscene stroke, reaching under her to tear down his jeans and let his big balls slap her thighs as she fucked him. His legs were spread, hers where closed and in between hers as she stood in a half squat, taking him deep in her cunt and then out again, up and down, rapidly, her hands on her rugged knees and madly pulsating quads, thick etched muscle on the sides and front, her calves rotating in balls of pumping fury above her socks and boots. Smiling evily, she reached down to her mother who was still lying on the floor before her, half trying to crawl away, turning her head from the pornographic scene being acted out above her. Sue grabbed the skimpy hair and twisted the face to hers, pulling her mother up to her knees, her back and legs bent at painful angles. "Watch me FUCK, Mommy, watch me FUCK the boy who just FUCKED you in the eye, you cunt," Sue spat into her mother's face, thick sprays of spittle flying out on foamy wings and landing on her mother's battered and bloodied face, her one good eye open and terror-filled. "Watch me UP CLOSE!!" She sat back hard on Sean's pumping prick and spread her own legs. Ramming her mother's crying face deep into the folds of her cunt, Sue snap-locked her gigantic thighs around it, the socked calves banging together, the creak of leather sounding as she crossed her boots and put hundreds of pounds of pressure into the deadly scissor hold. Sue's orgasm was coming on strong, and the thighs locked up tight and vibrated madly, imprisoning her mother's entire head, none of it visible in the chewing maw of her daughter's lethal legs. Her cunt tingled and gripped Sean's prick tightly as the boy leaned back in the chair, holding Sue's brawny back for support, feeling the rippling grid of muscles there pulsate and throb like a handful of steel cable, the lats flared and thick, the delts peaked and hard. Sue leaned back on one hand against the chair behind her, with the other she forced her mother's face so hard into her gushing cunt, she broke her nose against the pubic bone. And that put her over the edge, feeling the blood gush from her mother's nose and lather her thick clit, a warm, wetness accompanied by a fierce push of face into Sue's cuntal lips, and the big, nasty teen girl went into a bizarre hip- snapping motion on her mom's face and Sean's huge cock, which struggled to stay inside the cunt that gripped it. Sue thrashed, head back, one hand still pulling her mother's face so deep into her cunt she dislodged two of the old woman's front teeth. She leaned back, screaming low and gutterally, a primitive orgasmic growl, and with the other hand she hooked Sean's head and brought his lips to hers, sucking them into her mouth and chewing on them, making him scream and them bleed. When she released his mouth, he felt the warm salty fluid leak into his mouth. He brought a hand to his lips wiped away the reddish froth as he continued to pound away at Sue's gripping cunt. Sue came, she came hard, she came long, and she came with such uncontrollable, unfathomable power and energy and completeness, her gigantic thighs grew larger still, the thick slabs on the outside bulging madly and pushing the ropy steel on the inside against her mother's skull. And she broke her mommy, broke her badly, feeling the jawbones shatter and disintegrate in her scissor hold, the cheekbone of her dislocated eye crumbling easier than the other, but soon they both succumbed to the otherworldly pressure being exerted on the entire skull. The woman couldn't scream with a mouthful of her daughter's hairy, gushing cunt, so she just felt the pain, felt the awful, grating sound and sensation of her cranial plates grinding against one another as the pressure mounted, as her daughter relocked her creaking leather boots and powered down one last time. The thighs throbbed and the skull collapsed, growing smaller and more compact in the vicious clamp of the grinding headscissors. Sue's orgasm would have killed her mother if the scissor didn't, filling her mouth with her thick, girlish gel, a cheesy fountain of cunt juice choking her throat. For the power of the orgasm, Sue was strangely silent, her eyes fixed straight down at her mother, half- lidded in sexual bliss and undeniable power. Sue watched her giant thighs throb and rib in muscular splendor, felt the head between them grow smaller and the bones grind, heard the gush of cunny oil fill her mother's mouth and throat, and she came over and over again, her giant chest heaving as she did. She reached into the vibrating vee of her crushing thighs and scooped out two fingers full of her own cuntal goop and her mother's dying cranial emissions and brought them to her lips, sucking the fluid from them and thundering out one more giant orgasm, the thighs crushing together as if nothing were between them. Sean watched from his vantage point behind the madly fanning muscular back of his deadly girlfriend, his huge cock still imbedded in her cunt, seconds away from cumming. Sue sensed it and slid up only enough to let his prick slide free from the muscular snatch and lance upward into the oily clamp of Sue's gripping thighs. She squeezed down, still with her mother's lifeless head between her legs, and urging Sean's cock to an explosion. "Ya feel that, lover boy," Sue hissed, leaning back and swabbing Sean's bloody lips with her fat, wet tongue, savoring the warm salty flavor. "You feel your cock scissored in my big thighs and rubbing my momma's face? Huh? You feel it??" "Ye...yes...yessssssssss." Sean hissed, eyes closed as he felt Sue's tongue wash at his face and his cock scrape against the bloody mulch of Sue's mother's formerly recognizeable face. He came and came in buckets, but none of it cleared the crushing clamp of Sue's big thighs, even with a cock as long as Sean's. The spunk shot up out of his pumping prick, coating the madly flexing inner thigh meat of Sue's huge legs and lathered her mother's dead face with a thick, spermy blanket. Sean howled with pleasure, arching his back into Sue's muscularity, hands probing her thick, hard pecs, twisting the nipples as he tore away the fabric of her shirt. He continued to come, feeling his spunk leave his nuts in a violent, twisting blast, aching from the explosion, twitching as they gave up their load. When he stopped he was totally winded, exhausted, unable to speak, and he rested his panting face against the muscular valley between Sue's flaring shoulder blades. Sue laughed softly to herself, feeling him there, feeling his cock wilt in the muscular embrace of her deadly thighs. She looked down and parted her legs slightly, and her entire body shuddered with a mini-orgasm as she looked at the cum- and blood-soaked face of her dead Mommy slowly cum into view, Sean's thick prong resting against it. "Mmmmm, good for the skin." she hissed to herself, reaching into the gooey mess with both hands and scooping up as much cum as she could, ladling it up and over her gigantic thighs, the red-tinged white cream foaming up and then thinning out into an oily sheen as her big hands worked the load into the overworked muscles. Sue moved her hands down now to her huge calves, pulling out more obscene liquid from her crushing thighs and her mother's face, coating the jagged, cut steel above her thick socks. She stood now, Sean's cock falling back against his skinny belly with a slapping sound, her mother's lifeless body falling to the floor, her face mashed, mangled and covered in cum, blood and eyeball remnants. Bending at the waist, Sue continued to lather the juice up and down her big legs, her massively muscled glutes flaring in Sean's face. His hand involuntarily returned to his cock and he stroked it back to life. Sue looked at him, bent over and through her legs, and smiled. "Just like that, lover boy, just like that," she hissed, walking to him and sitting between his legs on the floor as he sat in the chair. She pulled her dead mother's face under her, positioning the viciously muscled asshalves over it, and sat down, taking the dead woman's crushed facial features into the cleaved meat of her muscular rump, pulling her bent legs up and over Sean's dick, scissoring it in the cummy calves. Sean's eyes bulged as he watched his enormous prick become engulfed in the fleshy vicegrip of Sue's big calves. She cooed at him, cocking her head to one side, affecting a little girl look as she worked the scissor on his cock, pumping up and down, throbbing the chiseled flesh that was exploding from her socks and boots, the slime of the blanket of cum and her mother's cranial issue lubricating the calves with an erotic oily feel. His cock stiffened and throbbed, the head of it popping out of the intersection of calves, purple and pulsing. "Fucking cum, Seanny baby, fucking cum allllllllllllll over Sue's big, nasty calves, come on, lover boy, cum!!" she growled, leaning back on her hands that were planted on the floor beside her mother's body as her pussy and ass chewed at the dead woman's face, drawing it so deeply into the meat of her wide-open butt it looked like Sue was growing a human body out of her ass. "CUM IN MY CALVES!!" And Sean did, having only cum moments before, a thick rope of the nasty boy goo arcing high in the air and falling with a sizzling plop along Sue's veiny shins, up over the thick bubble of her flexing thighs, along the ridged abdomen and onto the madly laughing face. Sean came again and again, hard, each of the subsequent cum shots arcing less and less but no less copiously until the entire length of Sue's crushing legs were coated with a fresh layer of teen cream. She tilted her head down, her eyes up and flashing at Sean, who watched breathlessly as his tireless girlfriend extended her thick, wet tongue to lap the cream off her lips, where it had landed in a lacy rope, and then dab it into the gooey cum puddle that formed atop one big, hard titty, lapping it up and showing it to him on her tongue before swallowing it in one, sexy gulp. When she undid her calves from his cock, the thick wet stick fell out, and she rolled away, the suction breaking between her ass and her mother's face with a gruesome sucking sound. She backrolled herself to a standing position, hands on hips, her dead mother at her feet, her spent boyfriend slumped in the chair, his huge, rubbery cock laying back against her stomach. Sue looked down at her big legs, wet and covered in cum, and bent to rub the stuff in again, massaging her big legs and thighs, running some of the cream back into the muscled halves of her big, hard ass. Smiling, she walked over her mother and to Sean, pulling him to his feet and nailing him a hard, wet kiss. Sean tried to break away, tasting his own cum in her mouth, but she bent him back, grabbing his hair in one hand and holding his mouth in her other as she snaked her cummy tongue deep into his throat. When she finally broke the kiss, he fell back into his chair, sputtering and about to mouth off when he looked down at the dead woman near him. He knew better. "Time to go," Sue said calmly, walking away and up the stairs, coming back a few moments later dressed and carrying a small travel bag. "Let's go." And they drove away in Sean's beat-up Ford pick-up truck. She looked over at him, his thick cock resting in his tight jeans, and smiled to herself. He'd do for now, until the next bigger and better one came along.