Choked out cold by Andrea

The fight starts. As you and Andrea start grappling, you’re a bit more cautious than you’d like to admit - you might even be a little afraid of her. Your girlfriend’s mom is a bit of a powerhouse, and a real hottie.

As the wrestling hits the floor you’re finding it harder to focus while you’re so close to her full, luscious body. Literally pressed against it… you set up a grapevine, forcing her legs open with your own and pressing your crotches together. Her perfume fills your nostrils and you can’t help but stop for a moment and enjoy the feeling of this latina milf wiggling underneath you, up against your dick.

You’re distracted. And your girlfriend’s mom takes full advantage.

She wags her big mammaries enticingly, before quickly moving them up to hit you in the face with them. It’s not hard, but it catches you by surprise and you lose your control over her legs because of it. In a moment she’s up, moving around you like an anaconda, and securing a position behind your back with an arm around your neck. She’s got you in a sleeperhold. You realize too late that you can’t let her do this and start to fight again, but it’s too late.

“Oh!” Andrea says as she pulls back on you and you give way, falling over backwards to lie on top of her. She seems more surprised than anybody at how well her plan is working. But as she squeezes tighter on your neck and as you struggle and fight, she starts to realize that she’s really got you this time. Her daughter’s boyfriend is trying, and he’s losing.

Andrea coos into your ear, grinding her big soft tits into your back while you try harder to break free.

“Are you going to sleeeep~?” she asks in a lovely, warm tone that sends shivers down your body.

She wraps her legs around your waist to secure you tighter and squeezes harder on your neck. Your face is going red. You can’t breathe. There’s spittle on your lips. Your girlfriend looks mortified as your vision starts to fail. Everything is fading to black…

She got you. The latina milf got you good. It’s over now. You lost. You’re… going… to sleeeeeeeeppp…

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And the next thing you know, you’re lying on the floor on your back with spotty vision. A very pleased-looking Andrea and a disgusted-looking Stacy are both bent over to get a good look at you as you finally come to.

Seeing you start to wake up, Andrea is beaming down at you, glowing with happy energy. Those great big boobs of hers are dangling tantalizingly just out of reach. You want nothing more than to wrestle her again, so you can press your body against hers. Bury your face into her chest and fall back into a nice, deep sleep. Stacy’s voice snaps you back to the present.

“Oh my god, you just got knocked out by my mom…” She sounds like she’s both horrified and disappointed in you.

“I didn’t…”

“You were DROOLING!”

“I wasn’t!”

Stacy scoffs, shaking her head.

“My mom knocked you out.” she says. This time, she’s telling you. “You’re so… weak.”

You hang your head. You can feel the drool on your lips and chin. How long were you out before they realized and Andrea stopped **** you? How long were they both bent over, watching you sleep, waiting for you to wake up?

Andrea is bubbly and bouncing with happiness, even as Stacy shakes her head again and walks away, leaving just the two of you in the room. Boyfriend and mother. Milf and stud. Latina Queen and knockout loser.