Behind her, the swelling of her ass screamed out against the outline of the gown. Her beefy thighs jiggled freely with each step she took.
At the edge of the bed, she swung her hips to the side, and sat her fat buttocks on the bed. Silently, she stretched out her right hand over his sleeping face- lowered her head till her long hair fell forward, and then blew a thick black smoke in his face.
For the first time in the past couple of days, the matriarch smiled.
"You're mine again tonight doctor. . .mine to me alone. . ."
With excitement budding at the corners of her eyes, with the rhythm of her pulse steadily rising, and with her breaths escaping in tiny gasps, Madeline watched as the small cloud of black smoke curled out of her hand towards her boy toy.
