The true results of Sam's first usage of the notebook.

"C'mon, mom." Jenny whined, leaning back against the arm of the couch. The short-haired blonde was completely naked and using one of her dainty hands to grope and fondle her huge, perfectly-round, and very plush breasts while the other was casually jerking her permanently-erect ten-inch cock. "You know you want to."

"Enough, Jen." Amanda sighed, somewhat mimicking her daughter on the opposite end of the couch. The fit blonde MILF with a set of six-pack abs was only wearing a plain grey T-shirt over her youthful and round double-D breasts, along with a thin pair of rectangular glasses over her pretty face. Her long dirty-blonde hair was tied back in a ponytail, she was gently gripping the tip of her identical ten-inch cock and slowly rubbing it in a circular motion as the other had a book help up to her face. "I'm a little busy right now, why don't you go ask your brother? Or John, even. I'm sure they'd be happy to."

"But they suck at sucking dick!" Jenny pouted. "Well, John is alright at it, but I wouldn't give him a medal or anything... Besides, they're probably fucking each other's brains out up there, and I don't even want to imagine what Sam's room smells like right now."

"I guess you'll just have to settle for your fingers, then."

"But I can't cum unless I'm getting blown!"

"Neither can I, but you don't see me crying about it, do you?"

"That's because you're old." Jenny boldly declared, causing Amanda to raise an eyebrow and look for a brief stopping-point on the page she was reading from, but the hand rubbing her rock-hard cock never left it. Jenny's hands had moved to her pierced nipples and were carelessly squeezing them as she hunched forward and tried her best to titty-fuck herself. "You've got the libido of a nun, so-"

Amanda leaned over and swung the paper-back book in one swift motion, slapping her daughter upside the head with it. Still gripping her thick nipples, Jenny snapped upright in surprise, then gave her mother a hateful look.

"Watch your mouth, or I'll get my handcuffs." Amanda firmly stated. "If one of us is going to have a throat full of dick today, it won't be-"

The doorbell chimed all throughout the house, cutting off Amanda's very serious verbal threat of face-fucking.

"I'll get it." Amanda growled, standing up and walking off towards the front door as Jenny flipped her off and stuck her tongue out behind the well-hung mother's back.

When the front door was opened, Amanda's expression lit up with surprise at the tall beauty standing in wait.

The two busty moms stood there in silence for a moment, as if they were seeing one-another for the first time in their lives. To be honest, this has happened every-other time they'd briefly met in the past, but those moments took place in public areas like ages-old High school events or from afar out of windows when they came to pick up the other's son from their house before John had a vehicle of his own. This time, Amanda could sense that something was different about the mysterious woman in front of her, that her purpose for showing up at her house was other than retrieving her offspring.

Also, the blonde immediately noticed that this gorgeous redhead and her giant twitching package was sporting nearly twice the amount of cleavage she'd usually be showing off in the past. Did Wendy get breast implants? Was she taller than before? Has her ass always been that big and juicy? Would it be rude to ask any or all of those questions before even saying hello? Maybe. But before one could leave Amanda's lips, Wendy spoke first.

"Need some help with that?" Wendy asked, her full lips curling into a smirk as she pointed to Amanda's crotch, where her hand was pumping away at it.

"I-... Uh, yeah. Sure, c-come on in." Amanda stammered, backing up slightly and allowing the six-foot-tall MILF to confidently strut inside without hesitation. The way that the perfectly-smooth skin of her shelf-like ass jiggled and sloshed around in the pair of short-shorts unable to fully cover it caused Amanda to salivate like a delicious meal had just been placed in front of her. At least she now knew where John got his glorious donk from.

"Thank you."