Chapter 3: Liz Dale

Chapter 3: Liz Dale

by: MrSuits

As you thought about the possibilities the gun brought you one person came to mind, Liz Dale. She was one of your neighbors and a kind motherly figure who was good friends with your mom. She had shoulder length brown hair and a mature but tender face and well as for her actual figure, to the delight of you and your friends she was super fucking stacked. Her body clearly had an extra bit of weight to it but that was normal for a mother of her age and besides most of the weight either seemed to go straight to her tits or ass because they were both huge. Especially her tits which you couldn’t help but become infatuated with, every time you hung out with her sons’, Ben and Alex, you couldn’t resist gawking at them. She had a habit of wearing tops that showed only a hint of cleavage but that meant whenever she bent over it would unleash a delicious chasm between her fleshy pale tits. She also seemed to wear very unsupportive bra’s so that her tits bounced around like bouncy castles with every step she took. By complete accident Liz had made you an absolute **** to her body and now you had an opportunity to see it.

With Liz decided as your target you lay back down on the couch with your eyes closed and focused on leaving your mom’s body. Finding yourself a second later lying on top of your frozen mom, she’d be like that for about 20 minutes before the trial would wear off, hopefully dad wouldn’t get back before then.

You didn’t even consider the repercussion of him finding her like that before you’d tucked the gun into your waist band and left out the door marching across the street to the Dale’s house. You wasted no time knocking on the door.

Who greeted you?