Roxanne:
"Hey... Rosie..." Came a whisper from Rose's mother as the leaned over her daughter's bed. Rose was just the cutest thing ever when she was sleeping, but Roxanne knew she couldn't just let her little girl sleep through her departure. Dressed in a fancy black business suit that did a poor job of containing her breasts, fancy tie lost in her cleavage, the elder Lalonde was just about ready to head off on a multi-hour flight to the other side of the planet. Her eyes stung a little from the strain of getting up at four in the morning, "I'm heading out on a business meeting. I've got a lot of heads to turn with my new products." She said, gently rocking her daughter awake, each shake making her breasts wobble within her top, the flesh that already bulged over the top of her shirt threatening to fall right out at any moment.

Rose:
"At last, Dracula Von Frankenstein, I have cornered you. Release the prisoners at once... Or rather, I think it would be more suitable for you to perish at this moment instead!" The magnificent sorceress Rosalynn Lalondette threw an arching spell at the evil lord of darkness, which was deflected at the last moment by the robes of darkness. Cantrips and majyyks were being shot left and right between the pair, and pointing her wand to the heavens the sorceress sent a black cloud of roiling tentacles at her opponent before-

Someone woke her up. Rose eyes opened to the view of two massive mounds of flesh, meaning that once again her mom had managed to get into her room and onto her bed without her noticing once again. Rose had large breasts of her own, impressive natural D-cups that made more than a few girls jealous, but they were nothing compared to her mom's huge mammaries. "Nhgh... Mother... Just leave a note..." Rose gave a tired glare to the older woman before turning over, quickly going back into the land of dreams and miracles. It was 4 am after all.

Roxanne:
Roxanne smiled, shaking her head and tousling Rose's hair. She really was the cutest daughter a lady could ask for.

And, as it happened, the cutest toy a lady could ask for. Not seconds after Rose had fallen asleep again, Roxanne was dropping her skirt, shimmying her thick hips free of its confines. Taking a deep breath, Roxanne limberly clambered over her daughter's body, hovering her huge, squishy, throbbing anus over her head. The wayward mother had to bite down upon her plum-sized lip just to keep from crying out as she slapped her pucker down upon the girl's head, her sphincter large enough to take the circumference of Rose's skull in with no effort at all. No effort, aside from the need to brace herself as her muscles worked almost instinctively, squelching and squeezing as they sucked Rose's body up inches at a time.

"Hwaaaah..." Roxanne couldn't help herself, she released her lip and let out a shallow moan, sweat dripped down her brow as she felt her pucker stretch over the girl's tits, almost squeezing them flat as Rose's torso was pulled into her warm, dark depths.

Rose:
Slowly but surely Rose felt herself sink back into sleep, only briefly disturbed by her mother moving about her bed, but discarding it as the large woman simply getting off. And she wasn't entirely wrong, as likely Ms. Lalonde would be getting off sooner or later. Suddenly Rose felt a pressure around her head and face, jostling her awake and making her groggily try to turn to find out what was happening. It only made her wiggle deeper into Roxanne's cavernous anus, the massive pucker squeezing her body tightly and pulsating against her, the inner walls clenching around her and pulling her further inside. Rose couldn't help herself from gasping as her tits were pressed, a thrill of pleasure coming from her nipples as they were kneaded skillfully by Roxanne's asshole, before more of her body was sucked in.

It had not been the first time that her mother had used her huge butthole to swallow her up, in fact Roxanne seemed to enjoy stuffing Rose into it as much as one would with a toy, but this wasn't exactly an opportune time to be used as one. Rose couldn't do much about it though except to start panting from the heat and pressure, her nethers and sizable ass being swallowed up next.

Roxanne:
Roxanne's breathing became laboured as her ass stretched out around Rose's hips. Those things were just wide enough to give the lady trouble, which was why she usually preferred to stop before taking her daughter in all the way. But taking a human buttplug onto an international flight was simply not something that a lady could get away with, not even one as affluent as miss Lalonde. Roxanne fanned herself with one hand as she reached down with the to give her pucker a tug. She winced as she widened herself out just enough to pull Rose the rest of the way inside, giving her rump a friendly spank just before it disappeared within the tight damp corridor of her rectum. Then, with all the ease of slurping up Spaghetti, Rose's legs were sucked into her mother's asshole with a wet pop.

Roxanne kept fanning herself as she took several deep breaths, resting atop Rose's bed as she cradled her now laborly belly in her lap. "Oh... God... Rosie you are... you are..." She gasped, rocking back and forth as she clenched her butthole over and over again, just to get Rose deep enough inside herself so that she wouldn't slip back out. ...Or climb back out. Undoing another button from her top, she dabbed the sweat off her brow with one of Rose's many handknit scarves. "You are getting big! I think you might need to start going on a diet." Roxanne said, finally finishing her sentence as she recovered from the ordeal, giving her stomach a soft pat and a big, wet smooch.

Standing up and heading for the door, Roxanne threw on a heavy overcoat, buttoning it up over her bare, pregnant-looking belly. As soon as she had her breasts squashed into place, her Rose-filled stomach making for a much better breast-shelf than even the best bras, Roxanne was on the road.

Rose:
Usually Roxanne was content with just getting Rose inside of her down to her hips, perhaps bouncing on her for a few minutes and squelching that fat pucker around her until she got off like she did most mornings when she needed to de-stress, which is why it was such a surprise when the younger Lalonde felt her mother stretch her asshole wide and slurp up the rest of her body. She made a muffled yowl as she was spanked, but that was soon forgotten as she was being forcibly pulled deeper into Roxanne's intestines. 

Much deeper. Rose found herself being squeezed and kneaded much more than she was used to and judging from the friction against her body Roxanne was intentionally pulling her much, much further into her asshole than Rose had experienced before. Eventually it came to a stop, the tired blonde curled up far inside the clenching anus, though as always the older woman's hyperactive walls never stopped trying to stimulate its captive. Suddenly she could feel gravity shift and that she was being jostled around. It indicated that Roxanne was moving, but instead of merely moving over to somewhere it could be easier to use her daughter as a dildo (not like Rose's bed hadn't been used as a prime location for that before) Rose found that her mother kept on going, leaving her stuck in the incredibly warm confines of her asshole.

Roxanne:
The mother Lalonde adjusted her mirrors, started her engine, took off the parking brake, got into gear, and drove off, all in a typical, sensible, and professional manner. Had she not adjusted her seat back to compensate for her passenger, one wouldn't be able to tell that Roxanne was affected at all by the girl deep inside her. Hell, Roxanne was such a professional that she even managed to keep her cock from hardening. At only a little over a foot, Roxanne was glad she could call herself a grower, not a shower.

But for all Roxanne did to keep her drive safe, sane, and sensible, she couldn't help but go as fast as she could while toeing the speed limits. Every rumble and bump of the road made Rose jiggle about inside her, her leg trembling on the accelerator and almost making her swerve as she drove through the nowhere woods of her home. She briefly pondered stopping by the Burger King, just in case Rose felt like having a meal before the flight, when a sudden stretch of rickety, gravelly road shook her into such a fugue that it was like the idea had never even occurred to her.

It was the best road trip in Roxanne's life, and as she went over the airport's speed bump a little too quickly she realised that that cherry on top had just marked its end.

Rose:
Even through Roxanne's belly one would be able to hear the car engine revving up, Rose finally making heads and tails of the situation. Her mother was bringing her onto the flight! The real implications of this were unclear to the morning tired Lalonde but she was none too happy about being brought without getting asked first, nor to be so rudely transported. It seemed like this was a mere attempt by her mom to save money on two tickets, if not some other more nefarious reason.

The road to the airport was, well, pleasant would be the wrong word. But Rose was sure that Roxanne made the trip as bouncy as possible, just so that she would get to feel her daughter move about and squirm inside of her to peak her arousal. It was having an effect on Rose too though, as the constant clenching left her breathing heavily, sweating and not being able to avoid some tingling feelings in her own loins as well. By the time they reached the airport she was sweating from the warmth, likely how Roxanne would be from having such a huge object act as an anal dildo during the car ride.

Roxanne:
As Roxanne stopped her car in a special parking zone just for first class passengers she let the car idle for a few moments, just enjoying the gentle rumbling sensations as they coursed through her body. "Oooooh..." She groaned, running her hands around over the bump in her belly that she was fairly certain was Rose's head. For a moment she contemplated just cancelling her entire business trip and going on a long drive across dirt roads and uncharted badlands, the sheer warmth Rose was filling her with almost turning her fantasies into pleasant dreams of...

HONK!

Roxanne jumped back as she remembered where she was and that she really couldn't afford to just back out on this trip. Turning off the engine and slamming the door shut, she made her way hastily towards the check-in, a trio of suitcases hefted awkwardly under her arms.

Rose:
Once the car finally stopped Roxanne's body seemed to slow down its incessant kneading, only lightly pulsating against Rose so that she could actually take a moment and breathe out. If one could ignore the fact that she was stuffed deep inside of her mother's butt, the heat made it surprisingly comfortable and the already tired Rose found herself to get increasingly drowsy...

HONK!

The car horn was just as loud through Roxanne's stomach, though the one thing that made Rose really jolt was that her mother clenched up from the scare, the inner walls squeezing her once more. Soon Roxanne was on the move again, leaving her daughter to jiggle in her belly with each step.

Roxanne:
Roxanne stood quietly in line as she waited for check-in. Even if she was riding first-class, the airline didn't provide any kind of special shortcuts to the front. She tried to get a count of the number of people ahead of her in the line, tapping her foot idly as she tried to estimate just how long she'd be standing there. Between Rose and her luggage Roxanne really didn't want to be on her feet any longer than she needed to be. "You really are getting heavy..." She muttered down to her bloat of a belly, patting a tiny bit of skin exposed between the buttons of her coat. Rose wasn't exactly getting fat, but with all the extra girth the girl was getting in her rear Roxanne had to take in a deep breath and squeeze her pucker tight just to keep Rose from slipping out.

And that was the start of Roxanne's way to pass the time. "Hoooh..." She moaned, trying to look nonchalant as she took a wobbling step forward with the rest of the line. With leering, naughty eyes she scouted through the crowd. No one was paying thaaaat much attention to her. Maybe she could get away with giving another squeeze. "Hmmmn..." She clenched her fists as she felt distinct features of Rose's body as her insides squeezed tightly around her daughter, slowly sliding her up deeper and deeper inside her before finally relaxing her muscles and letting the poor girl slide back into place.

Rose:
Rose couldn't hear Roxanne's mumbling, which was as well since that likely would have just annoyed her further. It wasn't like she had chosen to be sat upon this morning. She could feel the light taps on her head as her mother patted her body, making her grunt quietly and squirm in defiance. She knew not to move too much though or Roxanne would end up making a scene. And as annoyed Rose was she did not want her mom to jizz on some poor unsuspecting passenger waiting for their flight.

But maybe Roxanne had other plans, since Rose suddenly felt the walls around her constrict her, tugging her body along even deeper than she was before. Much like her mother she was having a hard time holding back a moan of her own and as she slid back into place she realized she was simply being brought back and forth, not unlike the way Roxanne would use her when she wanted to treat her daughter like a dildo and get off.

Roxanne:
"Mmmnnm..." Roxanne bit her lip, her low sighs attracting some attention from those in line around her as she moved up yet another spot in line, but given that the lady seemed so heavily pregnant, most seemed ready to accept or at least her behaviour, giving her a wide berth. She felt her cock twitch, starting to harden just a little as she had a little bit more fun with her daughter's body. Sliding Rose's body up and down was fun, but with a strain of her muscles and an even tighter squeeze of her puckered ass, Roxanne had learned a few new skills since the last time she'd had her entire daughter inside her. Tightening up and then squirming around just a little bit before relaxing, Roxanne slowly squeezed Rose about, making her entire body rotate around inside of her. The enormous bulge of Roxanne's stomach shifted about as the vague shape of Rose's body was turned upside down inside it by her mother's talented insides.

Rose:
And those skills which Roxanne's ass had were obviously developed with the help of Rose, or rather with the use of Rose. Many times had the younger Lalonde walked in on her mother riding a hideously large dildo only to be leaped at and hungrily stuffed into the cavernous anus in the toy's stead (or get penetrated by the enormous cock her mother owned, depending on how horny and full her mom wanted to be). But that did not mean Roxanne didn't come with surprises as Rose was about to find out. As the walls began to press around her again Rose gasped, her deep breaths becoming heavy once more as she was being maneuvered with surprising skill. While the darkness didn't give her any sense of direction gravity was enough to tell her that she was being turned over, one of her feet pressing out against Roxanne's stomach forming a faint outline in her skin. That was new, she thought to herself right as another clench made the walls squeeze tight around her body.

Roxanne:
This was a fine way to wait through a boring line. Well, as long as she didn't let her cock get any more erect it'd be fine, it was incredibly inconvenient that her bloated stomach made it impossible for her to hide her length in her top where it could nestle between her boobs. Still, her balls had barely even started to become laden with her seed, and as long as she didn't get carried away her cock would remain convenient, discrete, and manageable under her skirt.

...And then she started to get carried away.

Roxanne mindlessly followed the flow of the line as she gave Rose another squeeze and yet another pull, daring to push Rose's head down low until it sat nestled within the plumpest, fattest part of her anus where her muscles were strongest and her nerves the most sensitive. Her cock gave a mighty twitch, puffing up just a bit as the lady rotated Rose around a different axis altogether, using Rose's body, and especially her head, like a drill, dragging her face all around her plush, sweaty donut. Her leg started to spasm uncontrollably as she grabbed the dividing strips between the lines to steady herself from all the pleasure. She just couldn't believe she hadn't done this before! But soon the drilling wasn't enough, as Rose's mother began pulling and pushing her daughter more and more, her gut visibly bouncing from all the motion inside it and making the lady's breasts jiggle as their support was repeatedly shrunken down and replaced. Roxanne got so carried away that soon Rose was poking out of her rear up to her nose before being sucked back in.

"Ma'am."

With another bite to her lip and a deep breath, Roxanne prepared herself for a glorious orgasm that--
"Madame!!" Called the voice of a lady running a newly open desk.

Roxanne stopped, freezing up with her daughter poking out just low enough for the girl to get a good view of the inside of her mother's skirt. How... how long had she been...? With a nervous smile, Roxanne hefted up her luggage again and stepped forward on mostly steady feet, her ass making a very wet, rather audible noise as it slurped Rose back inside its depths.

...It was lucky airports could be so noisy.

Rose:
Yep, there was no way Roxanne was done. Rose wasn't too surprised to feel herself moving again, though the fact that she seemed to be pushed out was a welcome thing. She couldn't tell that they were still at the airport, even less in a queue, but luckily she wouldn't have to worry about falling out covered in anal sweat in public. Of course her mother had to be difficult and just as Rose thought she would be pushed all the way out she felt the massive cushion-like donut squeeze around her head, refusing her exit and instead starting to knead against her face and upper body. 

Rose got to experience even more impressive work from her mother's anus as it began to apply torque to her, and with the addition of being thrust back and forth as a toy once more she had to be excused for making muffled grunts and groans due to the strong burning in her loins. Unfortunately her fingers wouldn't be able to slip between her legs due to the tight squeeze, even with Roxanne's sweat acting as a natural lube, so she was forced to endure the arousing torture of the enormous butthole and the obscene squelching sounds it made. And then, as quickly as it had started, she found herself rapidly tugged back inside until she was securely deep inside of Roxanne's intestines once more, given no chance to escape.

Roxanne:
Well that was unladylike. So very, very unladylike. Now carrying just one of her suitcases with her, the sensible and mature Lalonde lady made her way down to the first class lounge, making sure to put on an air of dignity and pride befitting of her person. She made it through the metal detectors without trouble, a little relieved that her daughter didn't have some item or other hidden on her person she didn't know about. But now that she was done with the tedious parts of the preflight process, the Lalonde lady was ready to hit the first class lounge. The treats, the booze, the all-day buffet, not to mention the massage chairs. Oooooh how nice those would feel with Rose inside her.

"Flight 13 is now boarding. Repeat, flight 13 is now boarding."

"Shit!" Roxanne spat as she heard the overhead announcement. She knew she'd timed her arrival to avoid as much wait time as possible, but now she was starting to realise how much time had gone by while she'd been in line. "This is your fault." She said to her stomach grumpily as she gave it a poke, knowing full well that Rose could probably neither hear nor feel her.
And so, disappointed but not upset, the Lalonde sauntered down the jet bridge, excited to finally be on her way. She kindly smiled and nodded as a flight attendant took her ticket and guided her towards the four booths that made up the very exclusive first-class seats. Each one was private, a small room with a reclining seat and plenty of legroom. The only way she could possibly ask for more would be if the seat had come with a suspended bondage harness. But even without that little detail, Roxanne was happy to finally be able to sit down, her eyes rolling back in her head with pure relief as she could finally relieve her jelly-legs of Rose's weight.

"Mmmmmmm..." Roxanne hummed, stretching out her arms and sighing as she reclined the seat back just far enough for her to feel like Rose wasn't squashing her lap. Being like this with Rose inside her felt so warm, so comfortable, with each movement of her daughter acting like a mini-massage that threatened to put the lady to sleep. But she knew she couldn't just sleep through the flight, especially not when she'd gotten herself so horny over the last few minutes. Already she could feel that her balls had swollen up considerably, each reaching the size of her head. Gritting her teeth and holding the armrests tightly, Roxanne began to push, feeling Rose's head push through her sphincter. "H-H-H-Hey there swee-eetie!" Roxanne greeted between heavy gasps, lifting up her skirt to wave down at her daughter's head and shoulders as they sat within her overstretched pucker that even now pulsed around the girl.

Rose:
It would have been a lot to explain had the TSA decided to scan Roxanne and find that she had some metal object in her stomach. A cavity search would likely raise enough hell for her to miss her flight and many more, as one could only imagine what new laws would have to be invented for the crime of bringing on a second passenger through your anus. Since that didn't happen the mother and daughter could safely pass, and Rose was spared the running that usually accompanied airport visits and the subsequent sauna Roxanne's asshole would have become. 

Finally, finally Rose could feel her mother sit down, letting out a sigh of her own between her laboured breaths. With how excited Roxanne had gotten earlier the air inside of her ass was best described as moist and Rose doubted she would have been able to handle another half hour in her perspiration. But instead she would once again feel the muscles clench and tug her, outwards this time, squeezing her out into the fresh cold air of the cabin. 

At first she was met with the sight of Roxanne's cock, visibly swollen underneath the skirt and half-hard, yet still incredibly huge. And then she got to see her mother who was immediately awarded with a Lalonde-quality glare, with a pout on top. "Hello... mother..." Rose replied, trying not to pant too much, starting to pull out her arm so that she would be able to catch herself from hitting the floor. "You wouldn't believe it but- mff most mothers let their daughters get their beauty sleep, not to mention don't kidnap them through their amh anus."

Roxanne:
"Awww, don't be like that, Rosie." Roxanne said, hefting up her balls to try and make it easier for the two to see one another. With another firm squeeze she slid Rose down another few inches, her boobs popping out of her donut one after the other as Rose was released up to her elbows, "I just don't much like these long, boring flights when I have to deal with my long, boorish cock, and I thought it might be nice to bring my favourite little toy along with me for the trip!" She explained, a big, bright smile on her face as she acted like this was just the sensible, logical way to deal with the problem at hand.

Rose:
Rose was at least thankful for having the balls taken out of her face, noticing that the gonads were a lot larger than they normally were. She should have expected that honestly, with how she had been treated on the way here. Each squeeze brought her inch after inch further out of the tight confines of her mother's anus, until finally only her hips and legs were left, Rose supporting herself by her hands. Her whole body was glistening with sweat, not all of it her own, and her sleeping clothes clinged wetly against her form. "I always appreciate it when you refer to me as an object." she said sarcastically, though one could not be sure if she meant it or not. "Mind letting me go all the way? It is awfully hot in there." She spread her legs slightly just to goad her mom onwards, albeit likely having another effect from how it stretched her insides.

Roxanne:
Roxanne just smiled and giggled at her daughter's comment about her object-hood, still squeezing Rose down until soon she was back against her rival: Rose's hips. "I'll let you out in just a moment, honey, momma just needs to get some drink in me before I get you out of me." She said, wiggling a little, shaking Rose's entire body like a tail. Shuffling back in her seat, she opened up a cabinet of those tiny little alcohol bottles she had a huge collection of back home. The wonders of first-class. She was just about to gulp down the nearest one when suddenly she heard a knock at the door. Her eyes widened and she looked down at Rose, a panicked look in her eyes. "J-Just a minute!" She called, using all her might to pull Rose back in as quickly as she could, gasping loudly in pleasure as Rose was pulled back up inside her until just her head poked out of her pucker.

"Ma'am?"

Roxanne raised a trembling hand as she sat with her overcoat wrapped up between her legs to just barely cover her shame, rose's face, her balls, and her cock all squashed up tightly as she pulled the hem of the coat much tighter than she needed to.

"Just letting you know we'll be taking off soon, so please fasten your seatbelt."

Rose:
Uuugh, why did her mother not only have to possess an oversized asshole, but also be an alcoholic as well? Rose endured the shaking and decided to take matters into her own hands, quite literally, pressing one into the stretched ring with a noisy squish in an attempt to loosen its hold. She didn't really worry about being gentle, well aware that her mother could handle the stretch. 

She wouldn't get very far however because of the unexpected visit, her eyes meeting Roxanne's the split second before she felt her whole lower body surging inwards, as if her mother was clenching in her entire body. Which she pretty much was, using those skillful anal muscles to pull Rose in so that her head was enveloped by the squelching pucker, effectively silencing her. It also meant that the fat balls were pretty much drooped down ove Rose's forehead and eyes, the warm nuts throbbing gently and separated by the bridge of her nose.

Oh how she wanted to have a long morning in bed instead.

Roxanne:
"Wheeeeeeeew..." Rose's mother let out a relieved sigh as the flight attendant wished her the best and closed the door after her. Letting go of her overcoat and letting her cock flop away from her daughter's face, she reached down to help spread open her cushy orifice. "Oof, Rosie Rosie Rosie, you would not believe the morning I've had." She said, widening herself up as much as she could and letting Rose slide back out until once again it was time to let out her hips. With Rose mostly no longer inside her, Roxanne's stomach finally started looking more svelte.

Rose:
Roxanne's panic from the attendant's visit had mirrored itself in her body, as Rose had been mercilessly clenched and kneaded by her anal walls during the few seconds they had company. As her mother gave something equivalent to anal birth Rose could finally pant and grunt in peace, slipping out onto the floor with a thud. "I-I am going to... Goodness, are you intentionally trying to rile me up?" she said in an exasperated voice, using Roxanne's help to finally free her legs from the precious asswarmth. She laid down on the floor of the cabin with a happy sigh, looking an absolute mess with sweaty clothes and skin, and panties halfway off after an attempt to finger herself when she was the most aroused. "I believe you were about to apologize for waking me up early before we were so rudely interrupted." she sighed before sitting up, unable to keep herself from swallowing at the sight of a positively gaping asshole, bloated balls and erect cock pushing back Roxanne's skirt. What had her mother brought her onboard for again?

Roxanne:
"Was I?" Roxanne asked, her question sounding genuine, "Well sorry for waking you up so early, but I wasn't going to leave my sweet little daughter behind! I just get so pent up on these long trips that I needed my lovely little baby girl with me!" She explained, petting her on her sweat-covered cheek before taking her wrist and pulling her up onto the seat with her. Extracting a handkerchief from the depths of the oversized pockets of her coat, she began dabbing at Rose's face, wiping her daughter clean with the sort of affection only an embarrassing mother can.

Rose:
About as good of an apology Rose could expect, i.e. none. She just rolled her eyes and sighed, accepting that she was now stuck on an airplane with her mother, and nothing she could do to pass the time. And then she'd have to get home too.. Bluh, hopefully mom wasn't against borrowing cash for a ticket home. "You never thought of the fact that I might have my own plans for the day? Of course not." Sitting in Roxanne's lap was pretty comfortable considering her wide hips but it was offset by her mother's incessant mothering. Rose just endured it, allowing herself to lay back against Roxanne's breasts like they were cushions. "That's enough, just let me sleep." Which is difficult enough on an airplane.

Roxanne:
"Awww, honey-buns, I didn't mean to ruin your day! Momma'll make sure to make it up to you with the biggest, best dicking you've ever had!" Roxanne promised, acting as if this as if it were some kind of treat rather than just what she always did when the mood struck her. Feeling Rose's head on her breasts gave Roxanne a very motherly feeling, the tender, loving sensation immediately ruined as Roxanne squeezed her breasts together, almost wrapping them around Rose's head. "Oop, can't forget to buckle up!" She said, releasing Rose from her breasts for just a moment to squeeze her hands between her fleshy hips and the armrests to wrench out the seatbelt, biting her lip as she just barely wrapped its length around both herself and her daughter.

Rose:
And of course her mother's idea of making it up to her was to fuck her. What a big surprise. Rose simply rolled her eyes and sighed, though she had to admit that when the enormous mammaries pressed against the side of her head she was pretty damn comfortable. She had to give her mother that. "Good idea, I can't imagine the horror of you falling out of your chair and over me. Intuition tells me you have suffocated more than a few with your grand bosom. " She sighed again and closed her eyes, hoping that Roxanne would forget about the whole ordeal and just leave her be. It was still an early morning after all.

Roxanne:
Roxanne smiled, a single finger placed upon her lip as she let out a tiny laugh, "Oh Rosie, did you really not get a wink of sleep inside your mom?" She asked, running her hand up Rose's side before giving a tiny but surprisingly merciless pinch to her baby's nipple, just as she'd done a hundred times before, "I guess you are growing up. Oh, you used to sleep for hours and hooooours inside me. Remember that long weekend you spent the entire time up inside me? Ooooooh~" Rose's mom wiggled her hips, refusing to sit still as she revelled in nostalgia, giving a poke and another loving pinch to Rose's nipple.

Rose:
Could her mother just be quiet for just a few moments? Even Rose was starting to get to the end of her patience and even if she could ignore the comments it was a lot more difficult to sleep when you're having your teats squeezed. "No, mother, I did not sleep since you deliberately decided to play with me inside your anus. Nor did I spend that weekend you are referring to being squeezed and kneaded at my own volition, since you snuck up on me after dinner, pulled me in as deep as you could and then blocked the exit with your novelty-sized buttplug. The only thing keeping me sane was that I still had my phone with me." She lightly elbowed Roxanne in the chest, mostly just sinking her arm into it. "Not to mention that it was last week, so you can stop being so nostalgic." To show that she was finished speaking she half-faked a yawn and wiggled herself comfortable against her mother's bosom, eyes still closed.

Roxanne:
Roxanne pouted, sinking her head down into her collar as she realised just how much her baby had matured. She sighed, gently petting Rose's head as it sat between her breasts, "Sorry if I kept you up, sweetie." She said, finally apologising as she awkwardly reached for one of the bagged up blankets behind her, careful not to disturb Rose. After she popping it open with her teeth and draping it over the both of them, she leaned in to kiss Rose goodnight, "Goodnight, sweetie. Just know that your mommy loves you, and she's super proud of what a good sex toy you are."

Rose:
Calling Rose baby would be quite the overstatement and Rose was always keen to reprimand her mother for such. It seemed like Roxanne didn't ever wanna let go of her motherly attitude to her daughter and Rose expected it wouldn't stop until the woman was halfway down her grave. But it seemed like Rose's chastising had come through this time and it was with a satisfied sigh that she said "Despite your continuous lascivious proclamations of affection I will forgive you. Though in return I expect no more disturbances until I fall asleep, and thusly I wish you goodnight, mother." She'd have to let Roxanne get the last say with calling her a sex toy. Though to be fair that was not too far from the truth, at least from her mother's point of view. With the cabin going quiet and Rose having the equivalent of a cushions to rest against it didn't take long for her to drift back asleep, something she oh so desperately would need.

And maybe she would need it sooner than she realized, as her hands began to wander in her sleep, looking for something to snuggle with...

Roxanne:
It didn't take Roxanne long to fall asleep when she had Rose to cuddle up to. It didn't quite compare to cuddling up to a Rose-filled belly, but it was enough to bring the overly loving lady into a wonderful dream. "Mmm... Rosie..." She mumbled, the minutes rolling by rapidly as her brain assembled for her an absolutely wonderful scenario. She was suddenly in her bedroom, only it was also somehow in an endless void of dark-coloured blurs, yet the ominous visuals seemed somehow insignificant, especially with the new toy she was riding on. "R-Rose, y-you're so big!" Roxanne cried, her words barely audible in the waking world. 

The toy, a pale-coloured dildo shaped almost exactly like Rose, slipped in and out of her ass with ease, even as she slammed herself down upon it at speeds that would have hurt even Roxanne's spongey anus. "Oooh, Rose..." She moaned, grinding her hips down upon the toy, somehow getting a full view of its inexplicably enlarged size as she lifted her hips up once again.

"I love you mommy." Came the toy each time she slammed down upon it, the line blurring into nonsense as Roxanne's hips started to move at frankly ridiculous speeds, the thing getting bigger and bigger each time, suddenly bloating out the woman's stomach way above her head the moment she started to notice how big it had gotten. With each thrust of her hips she could see more of the dildo's shape, her daughter's shape, forming in her over-stretched stomach.

Rose:
Roxanne's dream had some real life consequences as well, though luckily for Rose none of them involved her turning into a dildo of any kind. Not that she wasn't already being used as one, but at least that wasn't her only purpose, if you asked her. Rose was once again having difficulties sleeping, the "bed" she was sleeping on moving and shifting slightly as she rested. She got quite a bit of shuteye but eventually Roxanne got so restless that it affected her daughter.

But sleep is a powerful thing and Rose merely hugged tight to her mother and the chair, trying to ride out the twitches from her mother the best she could. Yet Roxanne wouldn't stop moving and as the younger Lalonde's consciousness began to resurface she realized two things. Her mother was definitely humping the air in her sleep. And Rose had not hugged her mother, but her cock. The fat, throbbing rod stood up straight in front of her face, twitching and flinging precum on both its owner and Rose, showing that whatever was going on inside Roxanne's dream it was likely nothing for a younger audience. "Oh damn it." Rose whispered to herself, letting go of the cock and trying not to startle her mother any further. Of course, at that point, it was way too late for that.

Roxanne:
Rose was wedged between her mother and a hard thing, and letting go of the huge, throbbing meat only resulted in Roxanne reaching out in her sleep to pull the thing back in, cuddling it much as Rose had been doing. Roxanne's cock was huge in every respect, long enough for the head to sit nestled in her cleavage, something that became more impressive when you considered just how tall the eccentric mother was. Even more impressive than its size was its girth, the head comparable to Rose's actual head, an especially apt comparison now that the thing was being held right up against it, the dampness and warmth and smells all rubbed against Rose's face as Roxanne held her dick tight.

Rose:
It was with great difficulty that Rose held back her frustrated groan at being constrained to Roxanne's cleavage, the kicker being that with Roxanne cuddling her own cock there was no room for Rose to slip out. Her mother was holding it so much that it forced Rose's head to sink further between the grand mammaries, giving her barely any room to turn her body away from the imposing large member. Rose was forced to endure the strong scent of Roxanne's cock, her breaths getting heavier in the process, able to practically taste the raw virility of it in the air. It had even managed to push itself up so that the shaft was between both her legs, leaving her to feel its throbbing girth pulsate ever so teasingly against her cunt in a way that had not Roxanne been asleep Rose would have thought intentional. But there was naught she could do, left have the cockhead rub against her face and be constantly on edge by its warmth.

Roxanne:
"Mmmnyum, nyum..." Roxanne smacked her lips, giving her cock a firm squeeze and making a thick glob of her pre trickle down her head before pooling between it Rose's face, the sticky liquid more than a little pungent. The dreaming milf continued to squeeze, holding Rose painfully tight as words from her dreams leaked from her mouth, "Mmm, sweetie... such a good toy... Mmm... g-gonna break..."

Rose:
Rose had to contain herself not to gasp as she felt the thick liquid pour down onto her hair and forehead, closing her eyes tightly shut. It ended up seeping into her shirt, so that the smell would be constant and never go away. "Nngh..." There was no doubt in Rose's mind that her mother was dreaming about her, considering the verbatage being use, so it left her very indecisive about what she should do. Wait out the dream and let Roxanne's boner die down, or wake her up just to get out of this insufferable situation (and likely get treated as a toy in the process)? She was going to choose the former, but after the massive rod throbbed against her and squirted out another huge glob of pre that poured down her face she couldn't help herself from pushing at her mother's arms. "Mom, you're leaking all over me!"

Roxanne:
"Mmmnn... mmuh? Rosie? Oh, I was having the most wonderful dream... you were there..." Roxanne muttered as she wiped her eyes and stretched out her arms. Finally releasing her cock, the erect phallus bounced free, all the sweat and cum sticky enough to pull Rose right out of her mother's cleavage. "Oh, Rose, your face is such a mess!" Came the curvy milf's doting voice as she looked down at her daughter. Roxanne's pre was impressive, two beads enough to fill an entire glass and then some, but getting that kind of smell sticking on your face wasn't something easy to ignore, and certainly not something one easily slept through. With a sigh and a small shaking of her head, the loving mother used a single finger to wipe off some of the goo, pushing it all down towards Rose's mouth.

Rose:
Getting freed was somewhat offset by the fact that Roxanne woke up, and while the cock finally left her body Rose's front was no less sticky than before. She managed to push herself out of the enormous cleavage so that she was further out on her mother's lap, the girthy shaft throbbing between her legs in a way that couldn't be ignored. Before Rose could say anything though her mouth was stuffed with pre and Roxanne's finger, the digit sensually pressing into her mouth and forcing her to swallow down the vile fluid before it popped back out. "I know." she managed to cough out, wiping her face herself. "You were also so kind as to almost drown and suffocate me because of that dream. Though apologies for waking you up because of that."

Roxanne:
"Aw, honey, honey..." Rose's mother said in her most sympathetic of voices as she cupped her daughter's cheek, "When that happens you should just start swallowing!"

"Oh, and that reminds me! I think it's about time to call for breakfast, don't you?" Roxanne asked, "One last big meal before I put you on a diet, what do you say?" She offered, smiling as she thought about her plans for Rose. Fewer sweets and desserts, and more of her own saucily prepared meals.

Rose:
Rose could only grunt in response to her mother's advice, swatting away the hand. Roxanne could swallow her own pre while sleeping. She looked around the cabin and found a clock on the wall that said it was a bit past 7 AM; Rose would have prefered sleeping to much later but here she was. "I assume that your definition of a big meal involves a 'sausage', huh?" she replied with some sarcasm, before looking up and arching an eyebrow. "A diet? I do not believe we have discussed any such things and I doubt I will be much willing to partake in one. Now if you may please move your dick out of the way I intend to clean myself up and see if I can find a stewardess to buy a sandwich from or something of similar caliber." And with those words she began to do the horrifying act of pushing herself off Roxanne's lap.

Roxanne:
Roxanne put her finger to her lips, wearing a look of guilt as her daughter hit the nail on the head with her suggestion of what her planned breakfast was. Was Rose really getting so grown up that she didn't even care for her mother's 'cooking' any more? Roxanne was so caught up in her daughter's maturity that she almost didn't catch her getting up. But just as soon as Rose was up on her feet, the older woman's hand reached out and grabbed her by the shoulder, "Um, Roooosieeeee. You know how I sorta snuck you on board, y'know, in my bum?" She began, "Well, um, you might not want the stewardesses finding you. First Class stowaways don't exactly get First Class treatment."

Rose:
Rose stopped as she felt the hand on her shoulder, turning to her mother with an annoyed expression. That expression got a hint of worry to it though, making Rose stop in her tracks for a moment. "... I... Hm. I suppose that is true but I doubt they would question me. And even if they did, I severely doubt they would throw me off the plane. And even then, I was not the one doing the smuggling." The last part was said with more than a little slyness. Standing in front of her mother meant that she was pretty much almost face to face with the cock however and she knew that she'd better get out as soon as possible. Roxanne had a tendency to pounce like a panther if given the chance.

Roxanne:
Roxanne couldn't help but give her daughter the biggest pout the world had ever seen, her huge bulbous lips puffed out as she stared longingly at the young lady, "Oh, Rosie..." She said, a profound sadness in her tone, oblivious to how her overbearing nature was set to do little more than add fire to the flame that was Rose's rebelliousness, "Sweetheart, baby, honey bunny... I know you're feeling a little grumpy, but I'll tell you what! If you just stay in here with mommy, I'll let you buy every single thing they have on the menu!" It was a bold offer, the plane only carried so much, but between the sweets and the pancakes and the delicious cream, there was no way Rose could resist.

Rose:
It was a... tempting offer. The plane they were on was luxurious beyond measure and if her mother was going to lose a bunch of money it might as well be to Rose and not some airline company. For the sake of integrity Rose looked like she was thinking about it for a long time, weighing the options, before eventually nodding. "Alright, though I require two more conditions. Not just whatever I want on the menu, but also anything I want in the flight catalogue. Secondly, no more honey bunny. That is what you call young children or your partner, of which I am neither. Deal?"

Roxanne:
Roxanne let out a loud sigh, "Alright, sweetie-kins, you win. No more honey bunny." She said, reaching into a pouch on the side of the seat and pulling out a menu, "Just tell your mommy everything you want, and she'll order it for you!" She held out the folding plastic to her daughter, pictures of lush treats and other succulent goodies plastered within.

Rose:
The two Lalondes spent some time selecting various dishes, and while Rose had been promised whatever she wanted she did hold back and did not buy the most expensive things for breakfast. Still, there would be plenty of treats and Rose definitively felt like she deserved it. While Roxanne was using the built-in intercom to order the food Rose quickly went through the in-flight catalogue and circled various objects she might be interested in. A deal's a deal after all. "Are you finished ordering?" she asked her mother, sitting on the floor next to the chair. From where she was she could easily see the bloated nutsack hanging between Roxanne's legs, the balls looking even bigger now after their nap.

Roxanne:
"Don't rush your mother, Rosie." Roxanne huffed as she finished the order, and a rather big one at that, "Now you'd better eat all of it when it gets here, I don't want you wasting a single bit young lady, that food was expensive."

But just as Roxanne was tut-tut-tutting away at her daughter, a sudden loud gurgling noise echoed through the small cabin, matched in time with a loud groan from Roxanne. To anyone but the Lalondes it would have been a sound too strange to identify, but to them it could only be identified as the telltale sound of a pair of very backed up testicles, "Oooogh... I knew I shoulda cum at the airport." She grunted, gritting her teeth as she helplessly humped at the air.

Rose:
To Rose, that sound was like someone ringing the bell at a reception. She knew exactly what it meant to Roxanne, or more importantly what it meant to her. Putting down the catalogue, she stood up and gently nudged her mother's side, almost warmly. "Mmm, well, do you want me to assist you with that? You do look /very/ backed up." Not a lie, since the balls had gone from headsized to being large enough to reach Roxanne's ankles if she were standing. As much as Rose disliked being treated as an object her mother was a formidable partner and no woman would be able to resist the fat, throbbing shaft standing in the air. And as luck would have it, Rose had dibs.

Roxanne:
"Mmn, nnn... Oh, Rooose, there's my good girl!" Roxanne moaned, a bright smile forming across her face as she heard her daughter volunteer herself so readily for the job she was made for. "Oooof... I think I got myself a little too excited when I was carrying you." She said as she adjusted the seat forward just enough to get herself to her feet, her knees quaking around her balls so much that they jiggled just above the floor. Then, without the tact to ask Rose how she wanted to fuck, she was grabbing the girl by the arm, dragging her over to the seat and giving her tush a firm slap as she manually set the girl upon her hands and knees, gripping each limb in turn and putting them right where she wanted them, getting a glorious view of rose's wonderful donut-sized pucker.

"Juuuust... make sure you get back in my ass before food gets here. Can't let them know I'm not really preggers!"

Rose:
"Yow!" Rose pouted at having her ass slapped, hiding her actual arousal from it, and got herself comfortable in the seat. Just sitting with her knees on a chair wouldn't be the ideal fucking position however, but of course the seat could recline and with a simple press of a button the seat's back began to sink, Rose following it until it was almost horizontal. It left her ass jutting out and on perfect display, not to mention her wet cunt and considerable donut anus. The younger Lalonde had not inherited quite the same spacious or flexible asshole as her mother but it was still much more impressive than any other, save for Roxanne's.

"Of course. And do try going somewhat gentle, I would hate giving us away by yelling too loud. Last time was such a bother." Rose reached back with a hand and dug a few fingers into her anus, pulling it open to assist with the penetration.

Roxanne:
"Good toy-- uh, boy-- uh, girl!" Roxanne stuttered as she tried to commend her daughter's actions. She hefted up her cock, slapping it down atop Rose's ass, leaking out a drop of pre as she prepared herself to lift up her own heavy meat again. Clutching the flesh in both hands, she stepped back, ass pressing up against the back wall as she squished what she could of the very tip of her tip into Rose's ass. She bit her lip as she felt herself slowly pushing into the puffy flesh, closing her eyes and picturing that which she could only feel - the way the thick meaty donut seemed to roll along her length as she slid inside. It was a struggle, but cramming her cock into such a soft, inviting ring was its own reward. "Oooooh~" Came the lady as she felt the wide brim of her cockhead finally pop inside Rose's ass, the hole squeezing tightly on the other side.

Rose:
"You Freudian slipped again, mother." The drop of pre was hardly a "drop" by normal standards, the glob covering most of Rose's donut as it dripped down her asscrack. She shivered at the feeling of how heavy and thick her mother's cock was, making her swallow in anticipation for what was to come next. As soon as the tip began to push in she let go of her anus, letting it close around the meaty dick just so that she could draw pleasure from the same incredible motions as her mother was. She went down on her elbows and gave off a delighted grunt as another inch sank into her, feeling her abdomen begin to bulge thanks to the massive girth.

Roxanne:
"Nnngh, j-just need to let off a little tension first, dear." Roxanne hummed, wrapping her hands around her enormous meat, or at least trying to, amd giving it a long, firm stroke. As she tugged down on her huge peen, she felt friction as Rose's asshole seemed intent on sucking her back in. Good god did she love her daughter. She continued to stroke, getting rougher and rougher, but with Rose's precious, perfect butthole, it didn't take long for Roxanne to burst. What was perhaps a litre of clear, sticky, and somewhat unappetising goo erupted out of Roxanne's tip, hitting Rose's inside like a punch to the gut. "Haaah... hoo... A-Always good to let out a little pre first... Now... you ready for the real thing?" Roxanne asked, not even waiting for a response as she grabbed Rose's legs and tugging her down hard.

Rose:
Rose was longing to feel the entirety of the massive, head-thick shaft inside of her but she knew Roxanne would get there eventually and thus didn't complain when her mother began to jerk off. She still got to feel it stretch her anus and that was wonderful on its own. And soon she would get her fill... Of pre, of course. Roxanne's precum output would outperform any other human's real climax, though Rose suspected that to her mother it felt just as good. As the warm fluid shot out into her she let out a loud gasp, gut swelling large in an instant. It caused a delightful shiver down Rose's spine and as she was to respond she got to feel something even better; several inches of fat momcock forcing itself into her. Rose ended up with an even larger belly, some of it fuckmeat and some of it pre, and an intense urge to moan out loud. "Haah.. Y-Yes please." she panted, suppressing any noises that would give them away, for now.

Roxanne:
Rose saying please brought a tiny note of joy to her mother that even the squelchiest of sexual sounds couldn't match. The fact that she'd taught her daughter to be polite and ladylike was almost as important to Roxanne as the fact she'd raised her to be a perfect little tool of sexual relief. Well, 'almost' was a bit of a strong word. In roughly the same sense, Roxanne was 'almost' all the way inside her daughter, just over half her massive, bulging cock inside Rose's adorably plump pucker. 

"Mmmnn... Oooh, I might just miss this belly of yours after your diet..." Roxanne groaned, gleefully grasping what little she could of Rose's stretched-out flab.

Rose:
Even with half of her mother's cock inside of her, Rose felt full. It would be hard not to and someone less experienced would have no chance of getting as far as Rose was. And Roxanne was, as always, keen on making sure Rose dutifully took anything and everything thrown at her. Not that she had a choice in this instance as pulling Roxanne's dick would take minutes without assistance.

"I don't need a- hnngh!..." Her body tensed around the cock as another glob of pre was deposited into her insides. The sexual stimuli combined with the warmth of Roxanne's shaft and output was enough to make her start sweating and feel fuzzy inside, and at this point they had barely started. "H-Harder..." she grumbled against the reclined seat, using it to hide her heavy breaths.

Roxanne:
Roxanne didn't need to be told twice. Hell, she'd have done it even if Rose had asked her to be kind and gentle, not that her well-trained daughter would ever ask for such a thing. Well, sometimes she might, but through the filter of sexual bliss sometimes everything just sounded like the pleading cry of "harder".

"Oh Rosie-poo, nnngh, you're really growing up to have an asshole just like mine." Roxanne groaned, tugging Rose down sharply, the marshmallow-soft butthole providing a cushioning on all sides of her cock that even put her luxurious plain seat to shame. Rose's ass was so perfect a cocksleeve that it barely even mattered what angle Roxanne tried to push into her, she'd be tight and pleasant all the same. "N-Now, you just tell mommy if you don't think you can hold it all in."

Rose:
The moment Roxanne's hips connected with her ass and plump asshole, Rose could in no shape or form hold back the moan it prompted. The only way she could muffle it was through pressing her face flush against the seat and even then it was hardly held back. Her pale gut was stretched like rubber over the thick cock-shaped protrusion and one could see it pulsate and swell as precum spewed forth from its tip.

"I-I don't think I could ever c-compare!" she grunted, and she was not entirely wrong. Her asshole was not capable of stretching to such a degree as Roxanne's and she'd be hardpressed to fit an entire adult inside. On the other hand that did make her a perfect cocksock and at the moment that was something neither of them were complaining about. "Ah-I ah- I will!" As soon as she said that she immediately closed her mouth and kept it shut, panting through her nose. With how large her mother's balls had been it would be wise to take precautions.

Roxanne:
Whoever was in the cabin behind the Lalondes was in for a bumpy flight, as Roxanne pounded her daughter into the seat over and over. Luckily for all involved the seat was second only to Roxanne's ass for the softest thing in the room, forming around Rose's face each time one of her mother's thrusts forced her up against it. But, again, the seat was only second best, as Rose's stomach was made to match her mother's cock right down to showing some of the lady's more prominent veins.

"Rosieeee..." Roxanne groaned. She was barely holding herself together as she fought with all her might to get her tip up inside Rose's throat, eager to feel one of her all time favourite places wrapped around her cock.

Rose:
Had the seat been creaking they likely would have alerted the nearby cabins if not the entire plane with how hard they were going at it, and Rose was already having a hard time holding back any loud moans. Just keeping her mouth shut up sheer willpower wasn't cutting it anymore and she had to put a hand in front of it if only so that she could pant and whimper. 

Having been a frequently used sex toy by her mother Rose knew whenever she was close, and that telltale groan made it all too obvious that Roxanne was about to dump a load. Rose was similarly nearing her own orgasm, brought forth through the wonder of anal only, and it was getting very difficult to not shout out some very obscene and pleasured words when being this close.

Roxanne:
"Language, Rose! Who t-t-t-taught you to speak like... like... Mmmmngh... Oh Mother of FUCK I'm cuuuummiiiiiing!!!" Roxanne cried to the high heavens as she slammed her cock down so hard into her daughter's ass that she was, for a split second, worried she might just have broken her favourite toy. Of course when that split second was over and her cock was pumping a thick, juicy dollop of cum through Rose's big tight ring, Roxanne's capacity for concern was negligible. "Ooooh, oh fuuuuuck. Yes! Rose, Rooooose! Fffffff~" She moaned, her cum like a thick syrup, the warm slop filling out Rose like the glorified condom she was. While Roxanne's pre liked to come in ropey spurts, the actual payload was thick and creamy, swelling up Rose's innards at a steady pace.

Roxanne shook Rose's body, grinding her down and around the base of her cock as she continued to pump her load into Rose, sighing as she felt the burden of her nuts slowly make its way from her to her daughter. She'd completely forgotten about the breakfast order they'd made, but with one of her hungers finally sated, she was more than satisfied for the time being.

Rose:
Behind her twitching fingers Rose's mouth was wide agape, brought open by the rough thrust and the subsequent orgasm that Roxanne had given her. The very familiar sensation of having her mother's cum gush into her numbed Rose's brain to anything beyond the pleasure in her loins and ass, both of her lower holes clenching and spasming from the immense bliss. For all the trouble of her mother (s)mothering her, forcing her along on trips and referring to her as an object this moment always made it worth it.

Unlike most times however Roxanne had gone several hours without being able to cum, not to mention the added teasing. Rose was kept at a constant high as the thick fluid was continuously dumped into her ass, the outline of Roxanne's cock soon disappearing in the bump that was growing in her belly. With all the extra cream Rose found herself feeling even more full than usual and with a surprised gurgle she could feel something start oozing up her throat. She knew very well what it had to be and the taste of cream filling her mouth confirmed it, making her tighten her lip and press her hand flush to her mouth. Couldn't spill after all!

Roxanne:
Roxanne let out a loud, raggedy sigh as her body slumped forward, her massive, sweat-ridden breasts drooping over her daughter and her noticeably ballooned out belly, giving it a clumsy pat. The ensuing jiggle rocking the two of them about more than takeoff had. "Oh my gooooood..." Rose's mother groaned, hand stroking up and down her belly as she felt up just how bloated she was. It had been a long time since she'd filled her daughter up like this, usually the two didn't have to worry quite so much about the mess. "You did a good job, Rosie-poo. You just... you just keep it all inside and I'll, uh... I'll just... I'll..."

Roxanne let out a yawn. Her earlier power nap had been a decent revitaliser, but the sex had taken a lot out of her. Hungry, tired, and now exhausted, Roxanne began to rest her weight atop her precious, over-filled daughter.

BING. "Miss Lalonde, your breakfast will be arriving in two minutes."

Rose:
Another "Hrk!" could be heard from Rose as the weight of her mother pressed on her belly, adding to the pressure and making the already difficult task of holding in the cum even harder. But she persevered and all things considered having a buxom warm woman on top of her, a thick dick and a stomach full of cum was more than pleasant. She still had to keep her hand in front of her mouth though, leaving her unable to respond save for quiet, blissful grunts. A few drops of the rich, white jizz had escaped between her fingers but all things considered she had done well.

And then there was an announcement! Rose immediately perked up and used her free hand to slap at her mother's side, urging her to quickly get up and get off. "M-Mom!" she gurgled, talking with her mouth full. Two minutes was not a lot of time and even if it meant going back inside Roxanne it would be favorable to being found bloated with jizz.

Roxanne:
"Mmm? Muh?" Roxanne murmured, lifting herself off of Rose. She'd been awake and had heard the message, she'd just been resting her eyes, barely registering any and all distractions. As she sat back, relieving Rose of some of the pressure, she played the message back to herself in her head. Something about breakfast, and minutes... two of them. Oh. Oh that wasn't good. "Uuuum, Rooooosieeeeee." Roxanne began, getting back on her feet and patting Rose's ass, "I think it might be time to get back in mommy's bottom, don't you?"

Rose:
With her mom off her back and thus some pressure off her gut, Rose managed to swallow the mouthful of cum and make a few coughs to clear her throat. Unfortunately she couldn't really do much more than that since Roxanne was still balls deep in her asshole. "Yes, that's why I was attempting to get your attention!" They were wasting valuable seconds! "Pull out and I'll- ngh, try my best to keep it all in." Her donut anus began to clench around Roxanne's rod, not to pleasure but to simply make sure that as little cum escaped as possible. If her mother got a hard-on now Rose would never forgive her.

Roxanne:
"You'd darn well better keep it all in, Rosie, or your mom might just have to give you a spanking!" Roxanne teased, giving Rose's tush a friendly swat as she carefully stepped backwards. With her cock now semi-flaccid, it was just a case of slowly and carefully extracting herself. She knew from experience that pulling out of her daughter too fast tended to lead to a bit of a mess. A mess that more often than not she'd leave Rose to tidy up. Finally, with just the head barely stuck inside her daughter's puffy little pucker, Roxanne was prepared to pull, "You ready sweetie? Three... Two... One!"

Rose:
A few groans escaped Rose's mouth as her mother pulled back, the size of the semi-flaccid dick still large enough to plug her hole and keep any cum from pouring out. As the head neared the exit however she had to reach back, putting a hand on her donut anus and keeping herself tight. "Ready as ever, mother." she replied, taking a deep breath. As soon as the cockhead popped out she clenched her asshole with all her might, using her hand to squish her donut closed just in case. And it worked! With just a bit of residue jizz nary a drop had escaped! And while Rose's anal skills weren't as powerful as Roxanne's she knew how to keep herself tight. "There! That should suffice. Now I would advise you to be hasty in concealing your endowments once more, not to mention myself." While her gut was big enough to make movement cumbersome she managed to turn herself around on the seat, ending up with her head towards the older Lalonde. "Try not to squeeze me too much; judging from how bloated I feel your testicles must be more than satis-mfgh!"

Roxanne:
Roxanne didn't need to be told twice, or even once, as before Rose was even done talking she was already making her move. Turning about on the spot with one hand holding her cock to keep it from spreading its leakage across the floor, the overly curvaceous mother had her massive wall of donut-like flesh pressed right up against Rose's face. "Mmnnn..." Roxanne moaned, feeling Rose's facial features press into the side of her pucker, feeling the way her nose and lips pressed into her fatty anus like putty. But while she'd have loved to rub Rose's face around her rear and drag her features around in a nice wide circle, the dire situation meant she'd have to settle for the sensation of feeling her asshole gulping down her daughter. Or most of her, anyway. After all they'd done, Rose's shoulders and arms were barely even a problem, her slickened rear sliding right on down, Roxanne feeling her daughter's head bumping against the inside of her belly.

"Oooof..." Roxanne grunted, clutching her stomach as she felt her anal capacity reaching its limits as it struggled to reach around Rose's burgeoning, jiggling belly. No time to waste, Roxanne bit her lip before rising her hips up high and slamming them down, relaxing her anal muscles as much as she could in an effort to get her in as deep as possible, before clenching them with all her might, sucking Rose's massive stomach, widened hips, and shapely legs up just in time to throw a blanket over herself and her overstretched stomach. With one last loud, wet sound of her anus clenching back up, the Lalonde girls were finally back in the clear.

Rose:
Rose's mouth was filled with sweaty, puffy anus, causing her to make a muffled chirp in surprise before she was "freed". Once again she was brought back into the familiar darkness of her mother's cavernous asshole, the light disappearing as she was thrust in, face first. She knew that her gut would be a problem and had already braced herself, lips clamped shut and asshole squeezed tight, but apparently Roxanne had more difficult than she expected. 

And she hadn't expected her mother slamming back with such force, her body quickly being enveloped by the immense warmth of Roxanne's body, and then squeezed by its soft interior. The pressure on her gut got the best of her and a splurt of semen shot from Rose's mouth, but now there was no worry about staining the plane! She could feel herself pulled further inwards as she tried to get herself under control, soles leaving the chair and ending up in the moist tunnel. Just as Roxanne got the blanket over her and the chair upright there was a knock on the door, and a few seconds after it slid open to reveal a cart /full/ of various delicacies. Pancakes, cream, yoghurt, cake, cupcakes, juices of all kind, toast... Pretty much everything you could ask for in a breakfast. And a cute stewardess to boot! "Miss Lalonde, your breakfast is ready to be served."

Roxanne:
"O-Ooh, w-well doesn't all this look lovely then!" Roxanne panted, still a little shaken from having just taken Rose's entire body, plus a substantial cumgut, into herself in record time. As she leaned forward towards the tray, she found herself struggling to lift herself up past her own stomach, grunting in pain as she strained herself to raise an arm past one of her tits before falling back to her chair in a heavy thud, feeling Rose's body jiggle around at the impact. "O-Ooooof... D-Don't mind me, just a-- just a little hot flash. You know how it is. Hoo boy!" She gasped, fanning herself with one hand as the other stroked her belly. Her big, awkward smile up at the concerned flight attendant seemingly doing little to ease the girl's worries, but after a polite curtsy, she skittered right on out of the room.

With as big a blush as she had on her face, Roxanne wondered if the girl maybe had a pregnancy fetish. "...Freak." She mumbled.

Rose:
Being inside Roxanne meant that Rose didn't have to be so concerned with clenching constantly, though she knew from past experiences that allowing too much semen to leak was a bad idea. Instead she remained complacent, trying to angle herself so that her belly didn't have too much pressure, but otherwise remained still. She could hear some muffled talking from Roxanne and she felt herself shift some... And then quiet. Maybe she'd be let out about now, the stewardess wouldn't stay very long. Any second now.

Roxanne:
In went a deep breath... and out came a sigh of relief. However narrowly it had been, Roxanne had avoided any public exposure related troubles, and so could gladly refrain from having to learn responsibility for her actions for yet another day. For now though, she had a wonderful looking breakfast before her. So many delicious, wonderful things, all wafting a wonderful scent into the air in such copious amounts that it filled the room with a truly rich, exotic aroma. She wasn't going to deprive Rose of smelling the wonderful meal before her for a second longer. Biting her tongue as she concentrated, the mother Lalonde squeezed and strained her insides, squirming slightly as she forced Rose's body head over heels, a bead of sweat running down her face as she felt Rose's foot drag against the underside of her navel.

Pop.

Compared to everything else she had done today, forcing Rose's head back out through her pucker was easy, the girl's neck wrapped up in puffy assmeat on all sides, as if she were wearing her mother's anus like an oversized turtleneck. "Hey there sweetie-pie. Guess who has your breakfast!" Roxanne called, wiggling her hips excitedly, her ballsack dragging back and forth across Rose's face with even the slightest of motions.

Rose:
The sudden squeeze was more than Rose could take and cum squirted out from her from both ends; not a lot, but certainly no small sum either. Her mother pressed, squeezed and forced her to move around, pressing her against the fleshy walls and keeping her limbs in check. It was as much of a disorienting sensation as last time, and with the extra fluids accompanying her Rose ended up looking like someone had poured a bucket of jizz over her.

At least when she was pushed out some of it ended up being dragged off, so that no considerable jizzy mess was made in the seat. She did cough and splutter some, mostly because Roxanne had leaned back and pushed her out so that Rose's face was being smothered in leathery ballsack, but eventually she settled. Sadly she wasn't granted the delicious smell of newly made breakfast, but instead the musky scent of her mom's balls. "That's wonderful." she said, slightly bothered. "If you allow one of my arms free and remain loose, I should be able to get out relatively easy."

Roxanne:
Roxanne giggled, her body jiggling and sending ripples right down to her butthole, causing it to widen and contract around Rose, making it feel almost like the girl was being suckled upon. "Oh Rosie... Rosie Rosie Rosie..." She sighed, stroking her own stomach in lieu of trying to reach her daughter's face. Slowly the lady slid herself forward, shuffling atop her buttocks in a way that continued to make her body jiggle, balls bouncing heavily upon Rose's face with each motion, until finally her breakfast was within reach. "Doesn't it all just smell wonderful, Rosie?" Roxanne asked, almost mesmerised by the wonderful assortment of smells. Just barely able to reach, she nabbed up a very thick, rather juicy looking sausage from one of the plates before her.

Roxanne licked her lips, taking in the smell of the luxury meat before her, and just a small portion of Rose's breakfast array. With another happy giggle, she lowered the thick little wiener down in front of Rose, just out of her daughter's reach, lifting her balls up and out of the way, just so Rose could get a glimpse of the glistening parcel.

Rose:
A woman of pragmatism Rose found it slightly annoying that Roxanne was willing to delay letting her out so that she could have her breakfast; not that she hadn't been forced to take matters into her own hands when she wanted a decent meal before. Unfortunately this time her hands were squeezed tight against her body and no matter how she wiggled and squirmed did she get them free. The extra distraction of having a pair of heavy balls rubbing and dragging across her face didn't help, though to her benefit they weren't nearly as large as when she was let out the first time.

But not only was Roxanne taking her sweet time... She was going to tease her too. Rose saw the sausage, dripping with juicy fat, and her inability to get free suddenly became much more infuriating. "You are definitely making it out to be so, though my perception of that scent is tainted by your taint, as fitting as that may sound. If you remember our deal the majority of that food is for me and I swear I will throw down a tirade worthy of toppling gods if I have to eat it cold."

Roxanne:
Roxanne recoiled a little as she heard her daughter's angry spiel, "Oh, honey, honey, no. I'd never let it go cold! It's too-" She took a bite out of the sausage, her teeth slowly sinking into the meat, the juicy sounds it made audible even to Rose, "-FAR too good for THAT. Don't worry, I'll let you out as soon as I have it all nice and prepared for you. Smooches!"

By smooches, Roxanne apparently meant some kind of weird butthole-based kiss, as she pulled Rose into herself again, but only just enough to cover her face before releasing her, then immediately doing it again, almost perfectly replicating the sound of a kiss, albeit much, much louder. By the time her motherly kisses were over, the lady now had another sausage in hand, the even more massive length of ladymeat that was her cock. "I-I know... NN... just how you like it, Rosie. A little salty, but extra-aaaAAaah creamy..." Roxanne said, moaning as she forced the breakfast snag deep into her urethra, grunting and squirming as she felt its heat slowly slide in deeper.

Rose:
"There's no reason for you not to let me out n-" Rose had been on the receiving end of Roxanne's ass kisses before, though it was rare she got to experience them from this direction. The plush meat pressed all around her head, making a loud sucky noise that blocked out everything else.

Before she got a chance to give any more retaliatory remarks she found herself back inside the warm cave, sausage and otherwise breakfast-less. "If this is another attempt to diet me...!" she growled, though to Roxanne it would only come as a muffled grunt through her thick skin. Rose almost began to fume with anger before calming herself, taking a few deep breaths and reassessing the situation. Sure, she was stuck for now, but Roxanne would let her out eventually. And she wasn't exactly gonna starve since her ass had been filled with more than enough jizz. But the breakfast was hers, so she was going to sourly wait and not squirm one iota. Roxanne would just enjoy that.

Roxanne:
Rose might not have been squirming, but Roxanne sure was. Tearing a thick, fluffy pancakes in two and then stuffing them all down the ever hungry slit of her cockhead, the affluent milf couldn't help but wiggle about on her hips, every part of her sloshing about, but no part moreso than her rapidly engorging sperm factories. She could feel them, even now, converting the rich, flavorful food into even richer, even more flavorful cum. Moans escaped her lips, her legs trembled, and she clenched her ass tighter and tighter, but still she saw to it that Rose's last breakfast before her new diet would be the best she'd ever had. Soon she took to pouring an entire jug of thick, goopy syrup down her shaft, making sure to scoop in any runoff before forcing it all down with two fingers, slipping them in all the way to the base before finally extracting them, content to let her dick do the rest of the work.

Some canadian bacon, a few spoonfuls of beans, a small tub of oatmeal, one by one each of Rose's premium-quality meals was forced down her mother's shaft, joining the slurry that was her cum. Even Roxanne couldn't believe just how enormous her testicles had become when she was finally done, each one so large that she could barely reach the floor with her toes. Rose was in for such a treat. With a deep breath and a convulsion of her muscles, Roxanne once again let her daughter slip free of her asshole, holding her massive donut wide as she forced Rose out... and into the massive fleshy wall that was her ballsack.

Rose:
In the darkness of Roxanne's anus, Rose had to admit that she wasn't sure what her mother was doing. Had she not just been pounded in the ass she would have guessed that, judging from how her mother's body was reacting, Roxanne was jerking off. The lady had the stamina to last a while but she had seemed relatively drained earlier, and if she was beating it on the plane she would end up making a mess if Rose wasn't there to stop it. The contractions got more intense however and the younger Lalonde's belly was smoothed out further, adding to the slippery, sticky mess inside Roxanne's asshole.

Eventually it stopped and, feeling a shift, Rose suspected she was finally going to be let back out. The pulsating walls around her squeezed her out and finally she got a breath of fresh air- or not. Rose was stopped halfway by Roxanne's gonads, unmistakable by their musk which seemed to be only stronger now. Her hands sank into the leathery sack as she hurriedly tried to push herself free, inadvertently kneading them while slowly but surely extracted herself. She ended up on the floor next to the seat, panting and wiping cum residue off her face before looking up at her mother. "Unholy gods of horror, what /happened/ to you?" she said in awe, eyes remaining on the fat orbs before slowly drifting to the suspiciously empty cart. "And where is the food?" Wait.

Roxanne:
"I been..." Roxanne gasped, stroking her cock very slowly, the half-erect thing needing her to grip it tightly to prevent it from leaking her payload everywhere, "I been... preparing it for yo-ooooOOoooh... Rosie-Rosie-osie-wosie..."

The eccentric older woman let out a groan as she swung her bouncy, slightly floppy cock around, allowing a bit of her enriched pre to splatter over her own tits and Rose's face. "I-I made your breakfast... JUUUUUST how you... nnngh... like iiiit~" Completely overwhelmed by both pleasure and how backed up she was, the older lady's words were slurred, not to mention accompanied by the rumbling sound of her balls, the noises even putting the dull hum of the engines to shame.

Rose:
"You did-" Rose realized she had raised her voice almost too much and quickly lowered it. "You did what?" That breakfast was meant for her, Rose Lalonde, not her mom damn it! "I did not remember agreeing to you gorging on it, even less so with your cock!" She was going to, to... to...

Rose's thoughts came to a standstill as she realized what she was looking at. She couldn't remember Roxanne ever having balls that big and all the stuffing had made her cock look even larger. They even gurgled... Her mother was saying some half-hearted apology in the background but she barely listened; not that it would be very substantial anyway.

Roxanne:
"Oh puh-please, Rosie-posie. What else was I to do? My cum is basically all you ever eat! Well... that and junk food." Roxanne said, a bit of her motherly chastising in her tone in spite of how much her rumbling testes were pushing her composure to breaking point, "A-Actually, I suppose it's all junk food then, really!" She added, immediately breaking into a laughter that set every other part of her body wobbling. She was so caught up in her own joke, that she'd all but completely missed Rose's slow but certain enrapturement by her newly engorged endowments.

"D'awwww, Rosie... You get so cute when you're cockhungry..." Roxanne cooed, pressing her hands up into her own cheeks at just how adorable Rose was acting, "Ooooh, you're so lucky. I'd love to get a taste of me too, but it'd just go straight to my ass."

Rose:
"Uh what?" she said suddenly, breaking her staring by looking up at Roxanne. "Oh! Ha ha. Very clever. And I will let you know that I would have immensely prefered my breakfast in solid form."

"That being said..." she mumbled under her breath, shuffling forwards on her knees and taking the cock in one hand, palming a nutsack with the other. This new size completely enamoured her; her breaths were heavy once more, though not out of exertion. She could lie to Roxanne but not to herself, and the thought of both cumtanks being filled over the brim made the butterflies in her stomach do an acrobatic fucking piruoette of the handle. The hand on Roxanne's cock slid down to palm the other nut and soon Rose had lowered her face in between the enormous balls, pressing in and inhaling the musk while hearing the loud churning sounds all around her.

Roxanne:
"Oh dear, I've raised such a hedonist..." Roxanne sighed under her breath as she felt Rose plunging her face into her balls, though the concern over her parenting didn't last, as soon she was leaning forward, pressing her hands into the back of Rose's head and moaning loudly as she forced her to rub harder against her nuts. From that little extra bit of pressure and stimulation alone, her cockhead began to leak and splutter, thick, goopy cum rolling down the sides of her shaft. "Oooof... Rose, nnngh, y-your mother slaved over a hot cock for five minutes to make you this food, you'd better not let it go cold!"

"B-But before that..." She added, grabbing something at her side and leaning further forward, reaching down and just barely getting a grip on Rose's little donut of an anus, slipping several fingers in as she grabbed her girl and tugged her closer, juuuuust close enough to force something against her ass, forcing it in with a pop. That something was the thick end of a wide-bottomed wine bottle, the neck sticking out of Rose's ass almost comically, "D-Don't want you making a mess j-just because you're feeling hungry now, do we?"

Rose:
As much as Roxanne's antics and mannerisms annoyed Rose, she had to admit: her mother had the best genitalia in the universe. And perhaps she had been brought up to revere them or perhaps not, but that did not matter in this moment. All she could think of was the sack that put any other to shame, and its sweaty, musky scent. She could barely hear her mother over the loud rumbling noises they were making. Luckily however, there were other ways to get her attention, one of them being dripping a large dollop of semen on her back and another shoving an entire wine bottle up her ass.

Rose pulled her head back as Roxanne thrust it in, letting out an uncharacteristic moan in the process of trying to regain her senses (somewhat). "A-Ah yes, right. I will not be able to dine if I keep maintaining this barrier between me and my food." There was already an appetizer for her, Rose dragging her tongue along Roxanne's shaft to collect as much of the creamy semen before reaching the head. "Mmm.~" It tasted sooo sweet and thick, much more than usual, causing her to stop and savour it for a moment before pressing her lips against Roxanne's cumslit.

Roxanne:
"Of course I'm right, I'm your mom!" Roxanne agreed, giggling as she watched Rose run her tongue and lips up her length, trying to keep herself steady as she felt Rose slurp up every little bit of her oozified meal. "N-Now honey, when you get to the m-mmmain course, just make sure you stop before I come out the o-other end. We don't want a repeat of thanksgiving now, do we?" She asked with a wink. Roxanne was really getting eager now, and it took every part of her will not to drag Rose's face right to the top and get started on the head already. Even though Rose was only inches away, the sensation of her daughter's lips could not come fast enough, and when they finally did, Roxanne was in ecstasy, immediately clenching the armrests and throwing herself back against the seat repeatedly.

It was absolutely amazing, her daughter's mouth, both for its natural wetness and texture, and also for just how well she'd trained it. To put it to words, Rose's mouth had been made specially for cock. Her mother's cock, anyway.

Rose:
Just like how her mother was thrown into ecstasy, Rose threw herself over that godly dick. She cared not if she slobbered while sucking on the head, saliva mixed with cum dripping down into her lap from her sloppiness, much of it thanks to how appetizing the shaft was. The sucking turned into her bobbing her head and there was plenty of cockhead for doing so. Her jaw strained to open far enough to take the girth of it in, but with a lot of practice and encouragement from her mom Rose thrust herself forward, sinking the first few inches into her gullet.

Her lips were spread thin around the rod but that hardly deterred her. She kept on bobbing her head, sliding back and forth, inching her way closer each time she pushed forwards. Her throat looked incredibly distended and soon the cockhead disappeared under her ribcage, at least for the time being. Rose methodically impaled herself further and further on the shaft until she was close enough to begin groping the balls, fingers pressing into the warm skin and feeling them churn with a new kind of yoghurt.

Roxanne:
"Ooooogh..." Roxanne groaned, wrapping her arms around her tits, playing with her nipples as she sat back and enjoyed Rose's wonderful head. Even after all this time, she still wasn't sick of feeling Rose stretched out around her length, just barely able to make it fit. She sank her teeth deep into her lower lip as Rose's throat stretched out and around her tip before clenching shut just under the glans, feeling Rose's chokes and gags and only lamenting that such wonderful things weren't being done around a more sensitive part of her penis, "H-Hey now! Make sure at least some of your breakfast reaches your st-st-stomach now, Rosie." She chastised, even if all she really wanted to do was to get Rose to pull back, at least a little, so her throat would be back around her cockhead and her reflexive convulsions could be put to work somewhere more enjoyable.

Rose:
Having much experience sucking cock, this one in particular, Rose knew how to behave and not to let her body get the best of her. That being said it was impossible not to gag on a dick the size of her mother's, even if just a little bit, but once the shaft was firmly lodged in her throat her impressive discipline could take over. It also let her be clearer in her head and actually listen to Roxanne. On one hand she adored taking her mother's dick to the base, slurping on the entire thing while groping the sack. On the other she knew that Roxanne was close and if there was one thing that would quickly and explosively get her off it was to work not only with her mouth but with her hands as well. And if her balls were /this/ heavy she better make sure there was room. 

Her head began to pull back, leaving a slug-like trail of saliva behind it as more shaft was uncovered. The head began to show in her neck again, the mushroom shape visible through her throat which had once again begun to spasm. But with more shaft meant more to stroke at! Her hands greedily wrapped around it and started to slide up and down, fast, wetly jerking off the massive sausage and feeling every throb and vein along its length.

Roxanne:
"Oh- Oooooh... Oh now that's a good girl, that's a good girl Rosie, j-jerk momma's cockhead off with your throat. Mnnngh... Oh, I can just feel it all around. D-Don't be afraid to give into your gag reflex. G-Good girls know when to choke..." The mother Lalonde was off in her own little world, fondling happily at herself without a care beyond the pleasures only a daughter-made-personal-cocksucker could bring. She gave her teats a pinch, pressing her hands heavily into the fatty glands and massaging them all around. It was just so much more relaxing sometimes to just let Rose do her own thing.

So relaxing, in fact, that Roxanne gave absolutely no warning when she finally hit her peak. As the gurgling of her balls hit a volume that might've even been enough to draw the attention of their cabin-neighbors, Roxanne bit down hard on her lip. She pushed her feet against her burgeoning ballsack and clenched her toes, all while making the most graceless of orgasmic sounds a woman of her class could possibly make. Textured like treacle, and yet somehow even richer, Roxanne's cock let out a deluge of thickened cream in such plentiful bursts that just one was enough to give Rose's stomach all new measurements.

Rose:
Even though the sounds would have made Rose worry about being caught, the taste of Roxanne's cock was so intoxicating that it was all she could focus on. Sure, there might be some worrisome questions asked by the other passengers about the engines or whatnot but that would be the stewardess' problem, not theirs. Rose kept on slurping on the cock like it the bitchbreaker it was, bobbing her head and tensing her throat muscles around the shaft while her hands rhythmically moved back and forth along its impressive length. Every now and then her eyes glanced back down at the enormously bloated spheres, thinking of all the delicious food that they had consumed and what sort of batter it had been processed into. 

Every now and then a glob of pre or cum leaked from the tip and slid down her gullet, giving Rose a hint of what was to come but not indicating when. In her lustful state she didn't register Roxanne tensing and thus was hit with surprise as suddenly her throat was filled with thick, creamy cum, clogging up her throat yet still forcing its way down with such volume and force that Rose's body convulsed in a gagging fit. Her belly immediately jumped several sizes and had it not been for the size of Roxanne's massive cockhead she would've ended up with jizz bloating her cheeks and shooting out of her mouth and nose. Rose was in no position to continue with her ministrations but thankfully her spasming body was doing it for her, inadvertently trying to coax out even more /jets/ of spunk.

Roxanne:
If Rose wanted to pull away, she'd missed her window of opportunity, as in her boob-clenching, teeth-gritting spasms, Roxanne gave a mighty thrust, lodging herself almost an entire foot deeper into her daughter's throat. Then, without a moment's hesitation she keeled forward, reaching out with both hands to grab handfuls of Rose's hair and tug her down hard, her entire body shaking as she set about thrusting in and out of the poor girl's throat like a jackhammer. Though there was at least one saving grace to Roxanne's mind-shattered spasms of pleasure, and that was the way her her tits provided the perfect cushioning for her mother's callous use of her throat.

The plane hit some nasty turbulence as Roxanne continued to pump load after load into her daughter's gullet, and yet Roxanne was so exuberant that neither girl could have possibly noticed.

"H-Haaaaaaah..." Roxanne finally collapsed back on her seat, her swollen balls still pumping out the last of her cum into Rose's gut, dragging along the leg rest of the seat as they shrank with each passing second, leaving a trail of musky, sticky sweat in their wake. "W-Wow... Mmmngh... Y-You're such a good girl, sweetie. H-Hope you had a... a nice breakfast..." She panted as her cock, still lodged in Rose's throat, slowly became flaccid enough for a relatively easy extraction.

Rose:
As Roxanne kept on dumping cum into Rose, her daughter was unexpectedly filling up more and more. The young Lalonde's gut grew larger than ever before, filling up all space between her and the seat and then expanding outwards once it became clear that the filling wasn't going to continue. Whether it was the asphyxiation or the sensation of being utterly filled Rose's eyes rolled back into her head, sparing her from conscious thought other than the ever-ringing words "COCK. COCK. COCK." booming in her head.

When she finally and slowly came to she found herself still lodged deep on Roxanne's rod, gut bloated to an extreme and with a strong taste of cum in her mouth. Had Rose not been there to act as a cumtank the orgasm would have splattered the entire other half of the cabin, for sure. And even then there had been a risk as even with her anal muscles clenching all they had she had apparently stuck her own fist into her ass in her stupor to stop any overflow. After a few blinks and twitches she used her free hand to gently pat her mother, both to get her attention and so that she could get some help removing the log in her throat. Though, obviously, she made sure to be as thorough as possible and sucked on the length as it was removed so that not a drop was spilled.

Roxanne:
"Ooooh, Rosie... you got so big... Heehee, it's almost like a little preview of what'll happen without that diet you need!" Roxanne giggled, leaning in not to remove her cock from her daughter's pulsing throat, but rather to grab onto her bulging stomach and give it a little jiggle, making its contents slosh about inside. "Ooh, I'm glad we've still got time before we land. I have no idea how I'll smuggle you back out again." She mused as her hands trailed back up to gently play with her daughter's tits, coupling each in hand.

"I was just thinking I'd-- Uh... you okay there?" Roxanne ceased her playing and her musing as she noticed Rose's grabs for attention. "There something you want...? Something I...? Oh! Oh, mommy's sorry, she didn't realise!"

With a forceful tug and one hand to hold Rose in place, Rose's mother pulled herself free of her daughter's wonderful throat.

Rose:
With one hand stuck in her ass and the other pushing at her mother's leg, Rose couldn't do much more than angrily grunt as the diet was mentioned yet again and her belly was jostled. Did Roxanne want her to lose her control and start spilling from both ends? It almost seemed like it, especially once she began to play with her sensitive nubs.

Luckily her mother wasn't completely daft and as the flaccid cock slipped out of her mouth with a wet noise Rose took a few deep breaths before responding with "No diet. And if you intend to start feeding me only your cum, that would get repetitive quickly." Her eyes went down to her stomach, the bulging orb jutting out far from the rest of her body. "And I think you're right... I can't remember seeing you taking something this big." Rose could barely get up on her feet with her gut weighing her down, though having one hand locked didn't help. "Ugh, first thing's first. Do you have anything to plug me with? I'm clenching as much as I can but I can still feel it starting to seep around my wrist." I didn't expect you to bloat me up this much she thought.

Roxanne:
"Don't fuss now, don't fuss! Mommy's gonna handle all your belly-related worries." Roxanne said in her cheerily haphazard way. While she was clearly speaking in a tone intended to ease Rose's concerns, her track record with doing just that was anything but comforting.

"Maybe with proper diet and exercise, you'll finally get that ass nice and tight like momma's!" Roxanne mused as she scanned the room for something that might help Rose's leakage problems. While the row of alcoholic beverages were all certainly of the right shape, none of them were much larger than the one already struggling to hold in Rose's loads. Plus, she didn't really want to normalise alcohol around her daughter any more than she already had! No, instead Roxanne reached under the seat and pulled out what was potentially the absolute largest thing in the room.

The self-inflating Life Raft.

Rose:
If Roxanne mentioned a diet one more time Rose swore to herself that she would walk out of that cabin and leak her mother's cum all over the damn plane. But as much as she despised her mother's diet she didn't want to throw her in jail until it was absolutely necessary, which was never, because she still loved the old witch. "As if you ever get your belly filled with gallons of spunk." Rose retorted, trying to find something to stuff in her anus that wasn't a wine bottle.

Her mom was quicker though and the rolled up life raft looked just the right size. Tensing as much as she could, she pulled her own fist out along with the bottle Roxanne had previously stuffed her with, sliding out with a wet schlop before her anus closed completely. "You might not be so bad after all." she mused as she took it from Roxanne's hands, positioning it behind her ass and starting to push in. She still had to clench so that nothing escaped her anus, meaning that it took a bit of grunting and pushing until finally it slipped in. "Hnhgh... Th-There. That should keep me tight. Hopefully."

Roxanne:
Roxanne put a finger up to her lip, stifling the massive smile she was wearing at the sight of Rose stuffing the rolled up piece of rubber into her ass. Oh, she was such a good, talented girl, and it made her mother proud almost to the point of tears, "Oh, hopefully, hopefully!" She replied. She could just about give her daughter the biggest kiss of her life right now. In fact, she would! And there was no chance of her Youth Rolling out of the way with her belly all but pinning her to the floor!

Smmmmmmmooooooch!

Rose:
"Euuuuugh stoooooop it!" Rose rolled her eyes and tried to recoil, but alas her mom had her in the perfect spot and Rose had to endure a long and cringey kiss. She could take it if she was being fucked at the same time or if Roxanne was doing it with her ass, but an affectionate smooch like this was the worst she could possibly think of. "Keep that up and I think I am going to throw up." she said in a sickly voice as Roxanne pulled back, coughing loudly to empathise her point. "How long is it until the plane lands anyway?"

Not too long, as luck would have it, and only half an hour later the voice on the intercom told them to buckle their seatbelts. Which of course only meant one thing... 

"Ah, I suppose it is time then. Uhm, are you sure you can handle me like this?"

Roxanne:
"Oh Rosie." Roxanne chimed as the notification interrupted the end of their movie, "You really don't think your mommy can take you?" She asked, sounding almost offended. Though truth be told, Rose's hips already gave her trouble, even on a good day. This? This was going to be an undertaking. This was going to be hell.

"O-Okay sweetie, you just hold that stopper of yours in nice and tight. Mommy's gotta... Mommy's gotta get her backdoor baby-taker nice and ready." Roxanne said, gulping as she sat up and scooted forward. Hefting her massive nuts and meaty cock up and out of the way, she relaxed her pucker as much as she could, the big ol' donut becoming as plump as Rose's entire head. With a deep breath, she pressed it firmly up against her daughter's face, a little butthole kiss quickly turning voracious as Roxanne plunged her ass down, pulling in Rose's head until her anus tightened back up around her little girl's neck. For a few seconds she paused, readying herself for what was to come, then slammed herself down, taking both Rose's shoulders at once. Soon Roxanne's ring of flesh was squashing Rose's breasts down under its mass, the sensation of pointy nipples dragging along her insides absolutely heavenly.

And that... was the easy part. Now all Roxanne could do was sit upon her daughter's massively bloated gut, the possibility that she may have taken things a little bit too far finally occuring to her.

Rose:
Rose didn't really have any choice in the matter and had to put blind faith in that her mother was actually capable of taking her. All she could do was line herself up and clench, which she admirably did. She took a deep breath before the cushiony and more-gaping-than-normal asshole pressed against her face, a delightful shiver running down her spine before her head was enveloped by the doughy folds. She shivered once again as it went over her nipples, taking her bosom into the warm anus while simultaneously rubbing the sensitive nubs. It was then the difficult part started and she forced herself to clench tight as the pressure started building, Roxanne taking her sweet time just making it harder for her to keep any of the rich, thick nutbatter from leaking out. Oh how she hoped her mother would hurry things along...

Roxanne:
There were many things on Roxanne's mind at the moment, but an urge to hurry was not one of them. Her asshole was already straining to keep her daughter down, and she'd barely even started on her belly. "You doing alright, sweetie?" She asked Rose, patting the relatively small lump of her stomach, well aware that Rose couldn't respond in there, she was just trying to stall, "Oh! I almost forgot!" She added, rocking Rose's entire body forward as she leaned towards her purse, pulling out a little trinket from within.

"Can't leave a girl without her phone!" She cheered, easily sliding it into her ass, right up into Rose's cleavage. Now if only Rose herself could be that easy. Maybe she could send her daughter a couple of texts and just ease herself through the whole--

"OooOooh!" Roxanne let out a very strange moan as she felt the plane very suddenly make a dipping motion. As it rebounded, Rose sunk a couple of inches deeper, a portion of her belly bloat slipping inside her.

"Oooooh... I-I th-think I'm starting to like turbulence." Roxanne moaned, shuddering. This was going to be a very fun landing.

Rose:
When Roxanne leaned forwards Rose froze up, focusing solely on keeping herself cumproof as the extra weight on her belly became almost too much. Roxanne wasn't the only one who had it hard. Thankfully it wasn't a permanent pressure boost and Rose let out a sigh of relief as her mother got back up. And then she sighed in annoyance as she felt the phone press in between her breasts, rolling her eyes at her mother's naivety. How the hell would she reach it when her arms were being squeezed tight to her body?

Speaking of squeezing, Rose almost yelped as she felt the plane sink, sliding a few inches deeper into her mother and finally starting on her belly. It already felt like a tight fit but she grit her teeth and awkwardly tried to stomp her foot to the ground, hoping Roxanne realized it meant to keep things going.

Roxanne:
Roxanne couldn't see her daughter's foot, but she could very much feel its effects as it creating big, sloshing ripples through the girl's belly. "Okay, okay, I got you hon, just-- MmNnn~" Roxanne's efforts to comfort were cut short by the plane taking another dip, and Rose sliding even deeper inside her. Goddamn she was starting to love being a part of the mile high club. Even though her anus was stretching well into its limits, Rose felt so goddamn amazing inside of her that she didn't even care! When the next bump came, she kicked up her legs and allowed herself to fully succumb to gravity, bouncing atop Rose's jiggly belly, her thick ass cheeks slapping against it.

Rose:
It was working. Slowly. Rose had to grit her teeth even harder since each burst of pressure made it feel like her anus would start pouring with syrupy cum and there was still plenty of gut to go. Roxanne was nearing the thickest point of her belly and hopefully it would go easier from there, but until then Rose would have to endure. Soon, soon, soon. "Hrp!" As her mother's asshole closed around the thickest part of her belly it became too much and a large dollop of pre splurted out of her. But with her ass being plugged by a massive raft, the leak ended up happening from her lips, filling her mouth with her mother's seed. At least it wasn't getting anywhere in the plane!

Roxanne:
"Ooogh... There's where that diet would... Urk..." Roxanne groaned, clutching her tits tightly to her chest. All the bouncing they were doing was wonderful, but right now they were only exacerbating just how much stress her body was under, slapping down onto her belly with every bounce. When she entered the plane she already looked massively pregnant, but now she looked like she could just about give birth to a baby elephant, and she still had more to go!

"Hnk!" Roxanne whimpered, drenched in sweat and face covered in tears. Another bump from the plane had forced Rose up deeper, and now her toes could touch the floor. She was finally at the final stretch, and her asshole seemed to convulse and contract on its own, sucking Rose up inside of it through nothing but involuntary muscle spasms. "Oh... g-good god! R-Rose!!! You're s-so biiiiig!" Roxanne cried, her own fat ass finally hitting the floor Rose was finally sucked in right down to her toes.

Rose:
Cum had started to pour out of Rose mouth near constantly, quite a lot of it filling up Roxanne's anus to the point where it might have risked oozing out had she not been plugged by a massive belly. Rose's whole body shook with each bounce and it seemed like it would never end, her upper torso being rocked about by her mother's spasms and making her disorientated. Thankfully one of those spasms opened up the anus enough to swallow in the rest of her and Rose found her entire body covered in the familiar warmth of Roxanne's insides, albeit now quite sticky.

The whole plane ride from start to finish had been, to put it lightly, exhausting and so Rose didn't do much than remain limp, allowing Roxanne's body to work on hers. And it was lucky that she did, because soon after her entrance a knock on the door could be heard "Ma'am, we shall be landing shortly. Please fasten your seatbelts when the sign lights up.". As if a miracle the stewardess did not enter and instead the aforementioned sign started to glow, signifying the end of the flight.

Roxanne:
Roxanne let out a long, low groan. Her gut was so massive now that she was even now resting her head upon it, able to hear the squelching and squirming within as her muscles contracted and squeezed all around her daughter. As she sat there, her pucker straining itself to full close up against the cabin floor, Roxanne only wondered if she could perhaps convince the stewardess to let her ride the plane on to its next destination. She could certainly afford to book a last minute First-Class flight if she really needed to.

...No. That idea was ludicrous. Roxanne was a big girl now, and big girls had to be responsible with their toys. Hefting up her stomach under her arms, she slowly forced her way up to the side of the cabin, before wedging her gut up against it as she forced herself up onto her feet. "F-Fuck..." She groaned, able to feel some of her daughter's features through her own flesh. From those sensations alone, Roxanne almost fell right back down to her knees, but she powered on, just barely able to reach her suitcase without completely squashing Rose against the floor as she leaned over.

Buried beneath a handful of papers and more than one emergency bottle of scotch, Roxanne finally found her backup outfit. Sure, extra, EXTRA large pregnancy pants weren't exactly the most dignified thing for a classy businesslady to wear, nor was the top that just barely failed to hide her naval, but when she pulled her jacket back onto her shoulders, she felt like a million dollars. Slowly sliding back into her seat, Roxanne readied herself for a landing that she hoped wouldn't be too smooth.

Rose:
The drop in altitude was as always accompanied by a fluttering sensation in Roxanne's stomach, but now that it was filled with a cum-stuffed daughter that feeling ended up being less of a tickle and more of a straight up explosion of arousal, one felt by both mother and daughter alike. Rose gasped as the large roll in her anus kept her from ever relaxing and it was getting hard not to squirm even if she was being clenched from all sides. She eventually started getting more used to it and could take a breather, as much as she could with all the cum staining her face.

But the drop compared nothing to the actual landing. The whole plane /bumped/ against the ground, jostling Rose's belly and in turn Roxanne's, while the shakes that followed felt like quakes to the younger Lalonde. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head for a moment as her sensitive nethers tried to squeeze around nothing and her gut jostled wildly, or at least as much as it could with Roxanne constraining it. With it being so large it couldn't help pressing against Roxanne's prostate either. As the plane finally came to a halt Rose was once again a wreck, twitching every now and then which caused a leg or an elbow to push into Roxanne's inner walls.

Roxanne:
Roxanne's first instinct was to immediately clutch at her belly, to hold it steady as she felt it jiggle about, but couldn't so much as wrap her arms around it, let alone keep it from jiggling. Her beloved toy's twitched and kicks only served to make the extreme sensations that much more overwhelming as she felt what may have been Rose's hand pressing out against her own. "Rrrnggh... R-Rose... S-Settle down in th-there..." She grunted, giving her stomach a firm pat in the hopes that it would make Rose behave. Whether or not the pat had its intended result was hard to say, but one thing it definitely did was cause Roxanne's belly to wobble even more, and combined with the continued bumping of the plane it was just too much for Roxanne to bare.

Pulling down her pants just enough to bare the tip of her massive cock, Roxanne aimed herself carefully into the only receptacle large enough, ready for the release she knew was coming. But a few seconds later, and she was already cumming, filling her briefcase with what felt like it must have been an entire gallon of her seed, staining what might have been very important papers white as Rose's bounces teased out pint after pint of her thick, creamy nutbutter.

Rose:
The twitching coming from Roxanne's asshole was lost on Rose; both from her own dizziness and the fact that she was stretching her mother so much that any extra squeezing didn't make a difference. once her mother finished up with her business Rose started to gather her senses once more, slowly getting her own body under control as well as assessing the situation. With no more loud noises and no more jostling she concluded that the plane must've stopped and after a bit of digging she found the phone stuck between her hip and Roxanne's inner wall. 

- I assume that we have landed? Try not to be too flabbergasted by the architecture of wherever you have taken us, I don't want to keep you looking like a whale for too long. Not to mention they might ask you about stealing inflatable rafts which is an issue I'd want to avoid. -
At least texting didn't require her to use her throat, as she worried talking too much would just end up with her blurting out sentences enriched with cream.

Roxanne:
Roxanne made her way out of the vehicle without too much fanfare. Well, maybe there'd been some fanfare, she was in far too much of a delirium from the experience to really pay much attention to the world around her. Neither cramming her stomach through the doorway of the plane, nor the flabbergasted looks of those around her really registered in her mind. Neither did the fact that her her gait made it almost impossible for anyone to get around her as she walked through the jet bridge, her pace greatly laden down by her secret passenger. It was very fortunate that, as a first class passenger, all her luggage was being taken directly to the hotel, completely hassle free.

It wasn't until Roxanne was standing just outside the airport, awaiting the van that would take her to her home away from home, that she finally noticed the incessant buzzing coming from her phone.

-oh, sorry sweetie! hope youre okay in there!! mommas just waiting for the car to arrive. im sure glad i didnt shill out for a limo, theres no way id be able to fit you in there <33333- Roxanne typed, giving her belly a rub as she hit send, -did you enjoy first class?? you were such a good little toy for mommy shes gonna let you do whatever you want when we get to the hotel!!!-

Rose:
Rose could feel every step and bump in Roxanne's gait as she made her way through the airport, the rubbing her mother gave to her stomach easily felt in her own. Luckily she didn't have to live with having a living toy stuffed up her anus or a package capable of causing a public mess if not kept under control, but the stolen raft was hard to ignore because of its size. 

She let out a quiet sigh as she saw the text, slowly typing out a response in the cramped space. 
-Save for the obvious extraction of any fluids and/or inflatable survival gear, I could use a shower which might be given in tandem with the aforementioned task. If possible see if your room has a shower handle; you are not alone in getting aroused by having things ruthlessly shoved up your anus.-
-And I'm glad that I could be of service.-

Roxanne:
-ooooh a shower handle!! that takes me back! i remember when i was your age and id just let the water run... more water would be in my belly than would go down the drain! ;) ;) ;) ;p ;p lmao- Roxanne typed, finally spotting the van pulling up beside her. As the friendly driver lady took her awfully leaky suitcase and put it in the back, Roxanne sucked in as best she could and sidled in through the door, inviting a pair of strapping young men to help with the pushing. -oof. well were off to the hotel now! hoping its a bumpy ride! ;D-

-mommy is so so proud of her xtra xtra xtra large condom. <3-

Rose:
Reading the text from her mother Rose just rolled her eyes internally. She wasn't going to share whatever her plans were, lest it would invite more questions, proddings and likely the private showering becoming less so. Rose felt her belly getting pushed and crammed into the car and the subsequent driving, though luckily there were not too many bumps in the road since Roxanne wasn't driving. Eventually the car stopped, the pressure in her gut decreased and there was a sensation awfully similar to walking up a staircase. Hopefully her mom wouldn't get too aroused by merely walking.

Roxanne:
Roxanne was OF COURSE getting aroused climbing the stairs. Every time she raised one leg she felt a little tug on her asshole, her insides shifting all around Rose's body in ways that weren't exactly subtle. It was lucky then for Roxanne that the protrusion of her belly did a good job of hiding her massive erection. It was decidedly less lucky, however, for the poor staff who would soon be cleaning up the viscous, see-through trail their guest was leaving all over the steps. Roxanne's room was on the 13th floor, and it was absolutely worth not taking the elevator. Still, while idle movement was enough to make Roxanne moan, lying down on a nice soft mattress and resting her legs just sounded heavenly at the moment.

-aaaaaaaaaaaand- Roxanne typed in a new A with every step as her floor came into view, her room just on the right, -were here!!!!!-

She didn't wait a second longer. The travel-weary woman let her fat bottom slap down on the side of a delightfully wobbly water-bed, before falling to her back and taking a deep breath. Just that little bit of extra strain was enough to make her shirt rip right open, her boobs spilling back over her own face. "Haaaah... I needed that..." Roxanne sighed, giving her belly a gentle stroke as she let herself relax.

Rose:
With how large Roxanne was it took some time to reach their floor, and while Rose's patience wasn't saintlike she was compensated with feeling her belly wobble with each step, leaving her no less aroused when they squeezed through the door. Gravity suddenly changed and the young Lalonde let out a sigh as the journey finally reached its end, taking a moment to rest like her mother from the arduous trip. The hand on her belly was strangely comforting and she wondered if she was developing kinks similar to her mother at this point, before shaking her head. No, she would be better than her mom. A cum slut with an anal kink, maybe, but a better one. 

-Glad that the trip had no major difficulties. Would you mind getting me out of here now? Should we consider keeping the sanity cleaning staff for this hotel or can we get off scot-free?-

Roxanne:
-now rose lets not be crass because we have it better off. they may be paid to clean but that doesnt mean were free to cream.- Rose's mother replied as she used one hand to work on shimmying down her pants, feeling the weight of her massive gait shift wobble around atop her as she inched the waistband down around her knees.

That was the easy part, and yet already Roxanne was feeling exhausted.

As much as it would have been easier, and more fun, to just leave Rose inside her, enough was enough. Their suite had such a wonderful bevvy of comforts and entertainments that it would be a crying shame if she and Rose didn't get a chance to partake in them because they were too busy spending the afternoon in bed. Roxanne knew that getting Rose out again wasn't going to be nearly as fun as getting her in, but the sooner she was out, the sooner the two could take a dip in the hot tub.

Roxanne sent Rose a final <3, kissing her phone as she got to work, reaching her hands down and around her ample buttocks. As her fingers sank into the plush donut of her asshole, Roxanne felt it shudder, as if it too was yearning for the sweet, relaxing waters of the jacuzzi. Softly she moaned as she took handfuls or her own plumped up pucker and forcefully spread it wider, fighting with its impossible tightness, fighting until she felt something fall out.

Something plastic.
"Muh?" Roxanne grunted, letting go of her rear exit and grabbing the object. Blindly she felt up its grooved ridges and the wide hole through the middle. When she tried to bring it in for a closer look, Roxanne found herself stopped by a thin cord running back up inside herself. For a few seconds she wondered if perhaps they were a set of beads she'd left inside herself and forgotten about, until she remembered the one other item she'd anally imbibed that day.

"O-Oh my god..." Roxanne whispered to herself, an unadulterated glee in her voice. She could forget the Jacuzzi, this was bound to be a thousand times more fun than any bubbler!

Roxanne took a deep breath and braced herself, before giving the cord an almighty yank.

Rose:
The trip would finally, finally be over and Rose could not wait to spend as much time as she could in the bathroom away from Roxanne, just so that she could stop hearing horrible puns and wordplay and talk about diets. Maybe she could even sneak away and get some hotel breakfast or something? Or since Roxanne's adventure on the plane, maybe she could strap her mother to the bed and forcefeed her cock food so that she could get more of that flavorful cum... No, no, not practical. Perhaps she could persuade Roxanne but she did also need some solid food. She put any sustenance-related thoughts to the side as she felt her mother start to work her own asshole, waiting to feel the anal muscles start to push her out.

But it wasn't coming? Perhaps it was how large her belly was but the fact that Roxanne wasn't even trying was pretty annoying. If Rose was going to be stuck here for the rest of the day she'd be raising he-

The only warning Rose got was a small tug before the plug in her anus, the liferaft, began to rapidly expand. At first it was just surprising to feel her anus widen but it quickly turned into something else as it forced her ass to expand, taking up more and more space in the span of just seconds. Rose had taken large things up her ass before but the raft was quickly going beyond that, causing her to gasp and clench her fists in orgasmic bliss as her anus kept on stretching, getting as wide as Roxanne's was yet still going. The expansion was maddeningly arousing and the pent-up Lalonde started to spasm, her entire body jiggling from the ecstasy of having her ass filled so suddenly. She'd end up being sore once it was out for sure but for now all she could do was moan gibberish while the liferaft inflated enough to stretch even her mother.

Roxanne:
As the raft inflated, the wily mother let out a shriek of utmost pleasure, eyes rolling far back in her head as her gut ballooned out to yet another extreme. Unlike the gushy, squishy cum, the raft gave Roxanne's belly an incredible tautness, a rigidity that she could not so easily expel. She gripped the blankets tightly as her legs thrashed repeatedly upon the bed, only making her belly shake more. But for as amazing as the experience was, the absolute cherry on top was the feeling of her daughter's mad, enraptured spasms, and with every flailing limb and aimless, needy thrust, Roxanne felt her cock throb hotly with need, growing to its full, meat mast with each successive pulse.

"R-R-R-Rooooooose!" Roxanne cried, trying to reach around her bloated gut and failing, desperately she clawed around her belly, tongue lolling out and drooling as she eyed the tip of her cock peeking over her invert belly button. It looked so tantalizingly huge right now she could have sucked it dry by her lonesome. "N-Need..." She whimpered wrapping one hand around a puffy, sensitive nipple as the other made a desperate bid to catch one of the many spurts of her own pre that sputtered and trickled off in all directions.
"God... I-I need..." Roxanne whimpered, feeling yet another sudden swelling inside her as some as-of-yet uninflated part of the raft slipped itself out of the tightness of Rose's anus and into the girl's belly proper. Now free of the confines of Rose's overtight, overtaxed pucker, it too finally began to inflate, finally bringing the both of them over the edge.

"MOOOOOOOOOM!" Rose screamed, body going completely limp as a thought-shattering orgasm overtook her consciousness. But even though her mind had been rendered blank and her consciousness was rapidly fading, she could already tell that it would be a long time before the next time she saw the sunlight.

At least her mom couldn't expect her to clean up the spunk that was no doubt now coating the ceiling.