A glob of sour cream oozed out as Anne took a large bite from her most recent taco. The white gel slid down her chin crevices, staining her blue tank top.
However, The morbidly obese female didn't notice a thing.
She was busy working on her latest commission. A law firm needed a professional web page completed in a very small time frame. Her fat fingers typed out a Html codes at a break neck pace. It was apparent that Anne was experienced.
Anne downed another taco from the nearby tray as her husband approached. Allen had always loved watching his wife work. The way her upper arms quivered with each letter typed enamored him.
He sneaked up behind her for a quick glance at her progress. However, his eyes seemed glued to her immense breasts. Her arms squished those massive orbs up into her third chin. It was amazing that she could even see past those things.
A wicked grin crested Allen's lips as he slid his arms around his wife's love handles. In a quick motion he cupped his arms around her breasts and squeezed.
"Allen" Anne squealed as her hands flung off of the keyboard "Stop scaring me like that!"
"Don't pretend you don't like it!" he quipped as he kneaded her pliable flesh
"Ooooh" Anne cooed as waves of ecstasy passed through her "I.......need.....to.....finish....."
"Not like that!" Allen jested "You have to ask properly!"
"Please stop" she pleaded as he slid his hands down to her underbelly "I can't focus."
"Not good enough" Allen quipped as he began drumming on her dimpled chassis.
"Please stop Master!" Anne cried out as her mind began to haze.
"Much better" he replied "You may return to your work."
Anne huffed violently as she tried to compose herself. Allen watched in awe as her large body jiggled with each breath.
"You know how hungry that makes me!" she cried aloud as her panting subsided "You are sick for teasing me like this."
"Calm down" Allen replied "I was just about to make a food run."
Anne barked as Allen headed out towards the car.
"Make sure you get diet foods! Last time you only bought junk food!"
Allen shrugged off her comments and entered the car.
"No way!" he said "I won't stop until you can't move a muscle"
Allen sped off towards a local supermarket in record time.
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