The older ladies let loose, giving David an eyeful of absolutely everything.

"My my... That was faster than usual. Not a stitch between us and we haven't even finished breakfast. You better hold onto your shirt, David, if you don't want to be next." Sharon remarked as she took her seat, sitting right next to David with her chair angled to the side, giving him a full view of her completely naked body. She smirked, resting her elbow on the table while leaning back and spreading her legs wide, totally showing off her thick bush.

"Mom! Don't you have any shame?!" Laylah chided, sitting just on the other side of David, she was still desperately clinging to some sense of decency, covering her breasts and pressing her thighs together like her aunt Margaret.

"What's the point? We're all naked here and i'm sure he's already seen everything. Besides, look at how thick my pubic hair is, you can barely see my vagina. I might as well be wearing panties." Sharon nonchalantly stroked her pubes in front of the two. "What do you think, David? Could i use a trim?"

David couldn't take his eyes off her pussy. His throbbing erection felt like it was gonna burst free from his pants when he noticed how shiny her fingers were getting, slipping inside the forest of her womanhood completely. Was Sharon seriously masturbating in front of everyone. His trance was broken by Kelly's return.

"WOW! Sharon... Really going all out, huh? Didn't think you were that desperate for a man."

"Please, Kelly. I really doubt David's interested in chubby mothers like us."

"Oh i don't know about that. He seemed pretty interested in my ass. Whaddya think Davey?" Kelly turned around and spread her cheeks right in front of David's face. He could see every last wrinkle on her asshole before she clapped her fat buns back together in a jiggly cacophony.

"Or maybe he prefers breasts!" Margaret piped up, giving her huge milkers a shake. Seeing how brazen her sisters were getting made her feel a little more comfortable with her own nudity.

David turned towards Laylah with an expression that was usually only worn by shellshocked soldiers, a face of desperation, a face that's seen everything. Laylah could only respond with a meek "Sorry about them." as the three MILFs continuously flaunted their naked bodies to a man in dire need of relief.