Your boss loves your photography, but you'll never be his favorite until you give him what he really wants. Your mom's big french ass.

The rooms that make up the house in a story are as important to the plot and themes as the personality traits that make up a mom character.

Your dad takes revenge on his former high school classmates by showing off your mom. It turns out to be a biggest mistake in his life.

You discover your deadbeat co-worker cumming in customer's hamburgers. As you reflect on it, your mom pulls in to the drive-thru, hungry.

Your obsession with your mom's giant breasts leads to an obsession with the milk that spills from her nipples.

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Your wise-cracking private investigator mother gets hired to save a woman from being drugged and fucked. Will she crack the case in time?

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You may be neuro-atypical, but at least it gives you one advantage in life: serving your mom's ass up on a silver platter.

“My mom is asking for it,” you said to yourself in your room. You had just seen her in her Princess Jasmine costume in the living room.

Your mom takes you to see Santa in the mall. Looks like your gift to Santa this year will be better than his gift to you. Mom? Come here.

My mom's fate I've been duly gifted Her waist is thin. Her ass is great And both caught in my web of fate Or do I have it all but twisted?

Your mom's halloween celebrations are a little too macabre for your taste. The spirits she's deserved may be cooking up a plan for her ass.

Time seems to be repeating itself at a party. Is there a way you can take advantage of this anomaly in space/time? *Looks at mom's ass*

Your face burned red in the cool October air as familiar faces spanked and humped at the air within eyeshot of you.

Every part of her is here, before me. Every part I wanted, she brought it with her. She brings it with her wherever she goes.

Your mom’s ass, half of it, sat above the blue water. The lower half stood visible in its glassy cool clearness, distorted and magnified.

What was once a trembling mass of wailing limbs would become an orange-lit vibration of gyrating and thrusting hips. And that body. Sinless.