Dave walks downstairs
Marsh Madness
David made his way downstairs, and searched for Laylah's mom, Sharon. In the living room was Milly, sitting on the couch, clutching a big pillow, she looked over and waved weakly, her face still red form the fallen-pants incident. David waved back and continued to the kitchen.
Inside were three middle-aged women all cooking up a storm of pancakes and bacon. Two of the women he didn't recognize, but they all had a resemblance to one another, so David assumed they were Layla's Aunts. One was thinner than Sharon, and the other heavier.
The thinner one with the long straight hair introduced herself as Margret, and she was wearing a longish pink night gown that emphasized her slighter figure. She was Milly's mom and David couldn't fathom how Milly didn't inherit even a drop of the big-boob gene from her.
The heavier one with the short, curlier hair was Kelly, she wore a black camisole and cheeta-patterned pajama pants. She was Lin's mom and it was no mystery where Lin got her genetics from, as Kelly's breasts were nearly as big as David's head.
Sharon introduced David to her sisters and they all chatted for a bit. Finally the topic of laundry was broached and Sharon told David that it should be done drying by the time breakfast is done so Laylah will just have to remember to do her own laundry next time.
She handed David a heaping platter of pancakes and told him to take it to the table as it was almost time to eat.
He did so and with Kelly & Marget's help, the table was all set for everyone to dine.
"BREAKFAAAAAAAAAAAAST!" Kelly called out in a booming voice that nearly deafened David.
Right away, Milly came running into the room. "Man, I'm starving!" Her pants were gone once again, presumably lost in her mad dash to get some pancakes, and she began greedily stacking breakfast onto her plate, nudging David in his seat with her little green butt as she picked over the food. As she poured syrup all over her plate, she didn't even notice her left strap had fallen down from her lavender night shirt and her small breast and thick nipple was on display.
None of the mothers had anything to say about it, they were busy chatting away with each other.
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