"Nick?" Joanna called out, concerned by your lack of response and unable to tell that the dimly lit pile of blankets on the couch was not you.
She began to walk ponderously shaking your tiny body and everything else in the room, including Joanna herself. With every step her large hanging belly waved and jiggled with reckless abandon as did her massive tits that seemed to be trying to wrestle their way out of Joanna's restrictive black bra.
Distracted by this display of undulating flesh you failed to notice that...
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