Spam

Opening the pantry door looking at the shelves she grabs 2 cans placing them to the island she starts humming going to the counter she opens a drawer taking out a cutting board and grabbing a knife she goes back to the island just as she's about to open the first can the pitcher caches her attention looking at the other can "no cant waste this one" going back to the pantry she looks at the few other can finding one with a similar pitcher to the one on the island and goes back to the island

As she's walking around the milk in her womb swishes around reaching the island putting the can down she rest her hands on the edge looking down she looks about 2 months pregnant she takes a deep breath she shakes her hips making the milk swish around more laughing a little from the felling smiling she continues making breakfast opening both cans and removing their contents onto the board she start cutting the meat into thin little squares every so often taking a bite or too finished she goes to grabs a pan

Bending over to open the drawer she fells the weight on her stomach grabbing the pan and placing it on the stove she looks down at her stomach now she looks 3 months pregnant "all most ready for the next ingredient" just as she's about to turn on the element she stops "I'm gonna need some help"

leaving the kitchen she enters the living room Jenna still laying their fast asleep getting on her knees next to her daughter tapping her shoulder "sweetie I need you to wake up" Jenna moves slightly "Sweetie I need some help making breakfast" she rolls onto her back with her other hand she starts playing with Jenna's pussy seeing how wet Jenna is she slips two of her fingers into Jenna's pussy leaning in she kiss's Her Daughters Tits licking her right tit then biting her nipple "You can play with me while foods cooking"

Opening her eyes she sits up realizing her arms aren't restrained her pushes her mothers head back her mother stops playing with her pussy putting her hands on her knees she looks up and Jenna sitting on the couch

Jenna still half asleep stretching she looks at the clock on the wall 0815 looking back at her unable to speak and raises her eye brow and crises her arms and exhales throw her nose be for her mother can say a word she puts one of her fingers on her gage turning her head she slides her hair out of the way showing her lock

realizing she for got the key "Oh I'm sorry" standing up she puts out her hand turning her head Jenna sees her mothers bulged stomach and the tubes "mmhmmh" taking her mothers hand she stands up and fallows her to the kitchen seeing the empty cans on the island "mmm" her mother lest go of her hand grabbing the key she gets behind Jenna's moving her hair she opens the lock placing it in the island she loosens the clasp holding Jenna's gage in place

Catching the gage Jenna turns around looking at her mother "so you wake up late?" her mother nods "and I get to play with you if I help?" she nods again slapping her mothers belly watching it bounce "ok on one condition" walking over to the empty cans picking on up

Her mother leans against the island "what's the condition?"

walking back to her mother "on your knees" her mother gets on her knees the milk in her stomach swishing around "you will do what I say and wear what I say also once everyone's out of the house I'm talking you for a walk" standing in front of her mother looking down at her

looking up and Jenna "and if I refuse?"

walking behind her mother with the gage still in her hand "then the next time you wake up late" placing the gage in front of her mother lips and pulls it back making her open her mouth and biting it "Instead of helping you ill wake everyone up and you'll have to answer to all three of us" locking the claspin place she leans forward "so?"