Sure! They do need to clean up...

"Uhm, I mean, sure, but, well..." Jamie stammered, the feeling of her mother's enormous breasts on her back and Micaela's marvelous ass on her crotch leaving little of her mental faculties free to do any proper thinking. "We're... kind of, you know..."

"Oooh, like, there's yummy cu--uh, I mean, I totally understand, baby girl!" Putting her chin on her daughter's shoulder, ignoring the futa's twitch caused by the pet name Anne pouted and thought. Hair tickled Jamie's cheek, but something seemed weird about it, as she saw it in the corner of her eye. "Hmm... I could, like, lick it up and stuff...."

"Nope, sorry, Anne. That's not gonna end well." Micaela stopped Jamie's mother, wrapping her arms around Jamie's thighs. What was she...? "Besides, I got a better idea. Hold on, guapa!"

"Hold on...? To whaaaaah!" Jamie shrieked in surprise as Micaela suddenly stood up and lifted her girlfriend, Jamie's arms clamping around the latina's shoulders so she didn't tilt over backwards. "Micaelaaa!"

The latina wasted no time and began to race down the beach towards the water, Jamie bouncing on her back, whooping and squealing. She'd never been very heavy as James - neither with fat nor muscle -, but the futa would have thought that her new curves would have made her heavier. Not heavy enough for Micaela, obviously.

"Like, waaaiiiit~!" Anne's yell followed them, and when Jamie turned her head, she felt her cock twitch despite her recent climax; there was entirely too much jiggling and bouncing going on behind them for her not to react. "I, like, can't run very weellll~!"

That much was obvious. Anne's chest quaked and shook wildly with every hurried step, her nipples long since slipped from the much too small cups, wobbling freely through the air. Of course, Jamie almost lost herself in the hypnotic bouncing, mouth opening slightly - and then water splashed, the world tilted, and Jamie found herself plunging into the salty waves of the ocean. Letting go of Micaela, Jamie came back up, sputtering and coughing, wiping seawater from her eyes. Glaring at her girlfriend, she found the latina laughing as she pushed the hair from her eyes.

"I'm... oh god, I'm sorry, guapa!" Giggling, Micaela submerged herself to the neck, jumping back out of the water and making her breasts bounce, almost slipping from her bathing suit. "I didn't realize you were so... distracted."

Yet she was doing her best to distract the futa again, Jamie's annoyance evaporating. It wasn't Micaela's fault Anne had these massive tits, after all. Well, thinking back to how the latina had fed Jamie's mother some cum in the first place, it kind of was, but... Anne's body slamming into Jamie for an excited tackle-hug brought the futa's thoughts to a screeching halt, in part rattled by the impact and in a much larger part distracted by the softness of her mother's melons wrapping around her arm and part of her body.

"Awww, you girls are, like, sooo mean~!" Pouting, Anne snuggled up to her daughter, embrace tightening as if she was scared Jamie would float away. "I told you to wait and stuff!"

"Uh, speaking of stuff..." Micaela pointed down towards Anne's chest. "You might want to stuff your twins back into your bikini."

"Uhmm~?" Anne's body tensed up as she realized her gigantic breasts had fled their skimpy prison as they had yesterday. "Oh, like, O-M-G!"

Letting go of her daughter, Anne quickly pulled the comparatively tiny triangles of fabric back over her jiggly mounds, covering herself up again - or rather, attaining the least amount of modesty necessary to not be called naked any longer. Jamie found it hard to get her mind back on track or even wrench her eyes away from her mother's magnificent breasts. At least until a splash of seawater hit her from Micaela's direction.

"Gu-a-paa~... It's rude to stare, you know." A teasing smile played around the latina's lips as she readied herself for another attack.

But this time, the futa was ready, splashing Micaela without warning, leaving her sputtering and laughing. Anne, of course, wasn't going to be left out, and soon the three women were flinging water at each other with abandon. As they chased each other through the surf, Jamie finally noticed something else about her mother, something the older woman had changed about herself: Anne's black hair was now considerably lighter, bleached to an almost platinum blonde. Confused, Jamie slowed down, brows furrowed. When had her mother... and why hadn't Jamie noticed until now?

"Mo--glhbah!" Just as Jamie wanted to ask about it, Anne hit her daughter's face with a well-placed shot of water, making the futa sputter and hack.

"Ohmigosh, sweetie! I'm, like, so sorry!" Wading over to fuss over her daughter, Anne pulled Jamie into a warm, wet and of course very soft embrace, stroking the futa's head. "Mommy didn't mean tooo~!"

"Any excuse to hug Jamie, huh, Anne?" Judging by her voice, Micaela was wearing a teasing grin - Jamie's field of view was completely obstructed by her mother's titflesh.

"Like, duh! I was so cold and mean and distant before, you know, the thing..." The conspiratory stage whisper was back. "I have to, like, make up for lost time and stuff! So I'm gonna hug, and snuggle, and suck my baby girl's co--"

"Anne!" Before Jamie's mom could say too much, Micaela interrupted her. "Not a topic for the beeaach~!"

"Oh, uh. Like, yeah, of course! Sorry, I'm such a motormouth ever since, you know..." Wiggling her chest absentmindedly so her massive, unbearably soft tits wobbled against Jamie's face, Anne hummed, apparently deep in thought. "Uhm, wanna play a little more? Or... no, right! You wanted to ask something, right, baby girl?"

"Mmmgh~..." Jamie didn't really want to part with her mother's soft, inviting, cozy cleavage, but she knew she couldn't just stay like this forever, so she extricated herself from her mother's arms reluctantly. "Yeah, you... did you do something with your hair?"

"Mhmm~!" Anne fussed a little with her platinum blonde hair, twirling it around one finger and managing to somehow almost look like a bashful schoolgirl, despite her age, attire and voluptuousness. "You like iiit~?"

"I, uh, yeah! It looks really good on you."

"Like, thaaanks, baby girl!" Beaming at her daughter, Anne pulled the futa into another tight hug, her deep cleavage swallowing Jamie's face entirely. The seawater covering it was cool and salty, but Jamie could feel her mother's warmth and even smell a hint of Anne's perfume. "Mommy loves you loooots~!"

"Never a dull moment in this family, huh?" Jamie answered Addie's good-natured quip with a hum and a thumbs-up vaguely in the blonde's direction. She hoped. "Love what you did with your hair, Anne. Now we match!"

"Like, thanks! Emmy helped!" Anne's body shook vigorously, and Jamie assumed she was waving to her wife excitedly as the hug had turned one-armed. "Are you, like, done with your stream thingie?"

"Nope, still filming!" Jamie's head whipped up, and the redhead stared right into the lens of Addie's streaming phone, which was encased in a weird, bulky case. The blonde wasn't actually...?! "Don't worry, I'm filming in selfie mode. And no, chat, I'm not showing you guys what I see. It's cute and all, but there have to be boundaries."

Addie tapped the screen with her thumb and leaned sideways to look at the three other women, the snorkeling gear on her head wobbling precariously.

"Mic's off. By boundaries, I meant your nip slip in particular, Anne. Don't wanna get banned." Another tap, and Addie continued to talk to chat as Jamie pulled away from her mother to give the rather un-flustered Anne time to pull her bikini top back into place. "Alright, chat, ready to check out the underwater--oh shhh-oot! I forgot you could read lips, Buffalo_Bob! No, I'm definitely not switching cameras, guys! We're a lewd gaming stream, not a JustForFans! You want me to get banned?!"

Although her words suggested otherwise, Addie's tone of voice made it clear she was more amused than anything. Or pretended to be. In any case, her joking around with chat gave the other three women time to get screen-ready, should they appear on stream by chance or misfortune.