The MILFy Hariette Winslow

As you drift your (for now) disembodied presence into the kitchen, you make some subtle changes. You write Carl, her husband, out completely. No explanation, you don't need one. He's just gone. You create a character for yourself, a young white man (a new neighbor) with whom Hariette Winslow has begun a secret affair. Now ready, you step in through the kitchen door and see Hariette's now huge, plump form bent over the sink doing dishes. Her new tits are so huge they dip and dunk into the soapy water every now and again, causing those massive brown braless boobs to show almost completely through her white t-shirt.

You steal up behind her and wrap your arms around what you can of her waist, planting the bulge of your erection right between her gigantic doughy ass cheeks and groping her big fat wet tits. Hariette moans, dropping the cloth into the dish water and letting you have your way with her phenomenal bosom.

"I told you I'd see you tonight at your place," she admonishes gently, grinding back against you.

"I know," you tell her, your hands now under her shirt, "but I couldn't stay away."

"You're such a bad boy," says Hariette with a laugh, turning around to kiss you hungrily.

You pull up her shirt to grope and grab at her tits, then duck your head to nibble those massive brown fleshy masses, licking and sucking lustily on her fat nipples. You know Hariette can't resist this and she leans back, her hands gently gripping the back of your head.

"I guess I could sneak you up to my room," she muses, her hand reaching down to feel at the front of your pants.