Suck those hangers

She sits on toilet and lifts her heavy hanger until the big nipple points at you.

You step into the bathroom and drop to your knees. You attach your mouth to her teat and suck like a baby calf. You cup her boob with your hands so she can let go. You hold the soft heavy boob and suck deeply. You try to deepthroat her nipple. Fill your entire mouth her fatty tit until your tongue has nothing to do but slather it. Open your mouth wide. Your teeth press into her softness.

You lay it out. The boob swings and wetly smacks against her ribcage. The pale skin is red from how hard you suck. Your teeth imprinted marks surrounding her massive areola.

She holds up her other long heavy jug.

You move between her legs. You press your face to her sternum. She surrounds your head with her heavy pillows. Suffocates you in soft titties.

You kneel before her on a porcelain throne. You don’t care how they look. These tits feel amazing. It’s like being back in the womb—it’s so comfortable. You rub your cheeks against her tits like a newborn looking for warmth.

You pray. Thank you god for making big titties.

You take your head out of her tits. Tears stream from your eyes. You just felt heaven.

Then your sister-in-law swings her tit like a bat and knocks you across the face. The impact knocks you to the floor. Your jaw feels loose.

Your brother’s wife wipes and flushes. She steps over you on the way out.

You look in the mirror. Your eye is already starting the swell. Now you’ll have to explain your black eye to everyone on Thanksgiving.