"You certainly grown a little muscle since the last time we met," Big Mom said, taking a seat directly in front of me, facing me across the narrow coffee table.
The sight of her sitting, facing me, did nothing but worsen my urge to reach out and touch her. The deep, rich sapphire silk of her robe fell open slightly as she settled, the fine black lace of her bra and panties offering breathtaking glimpses of the powerful curve of her hip and the deep cleavage between her full breasts. Her legs, long and toned, were positioned perfectly, accentuating the ultimate MILF structure that could make any male go crazy. She was radiating raw, intimidating sexual power.
"Your efforts at the gym are clearly bearing fruit," she continued, her voice holding an undercurrent of genuine observation. "In a few months, you will be an unresistible hunk, if you are alive, that is."
