The show wasn't even half way over when Barbara entered through the front door. Your attention was immediately drawn as she was wiping sweat off of her brow. She had gone for a jog with your mother probably, if the now sweat soaked sports bra and tight booty shorts were any indication. You looked back, Andrew didn't even acknowledge his mother entering the room, he was still watching T.V. You tried to refocus on it but your eyes were drawn back towards Barbara, the way the sweat was making her body shine was really eye catching for some reason.
The black clothing really popped out against her bronzed skin, the smell from far away was even slightly sweet, you just hoped she didn't catch you staring as she made her way over. The reason she didn't however was more because she was chugging a bottle of water while she walked than it was she didn't pay you any mind. She was standing right in front of you by the time she was finished, turning around before she let her head down to look. The huge rear end was now engulfing your vision, and probably andrew's too since you sat close to each other on the couch.
"Mom get-" Andrew had started but as you had realized too late as well the toned sweaty ass was heading right for you! Andrew being taller got impacted first and in your effort to move you merely got an arm out before her full weight depressed both you and Andrew into a butt print in the couch. There was an audible squelch as she leaned back lifting and then setting down again with another squelch to get comfortable.
"Ah, I'm much sweatier than I thought if the couch is making that sound as soon as I sit down." She shifted her weight more onto you and then more onto Andrew, receiving a softer squishing noise. You tried to yell at her when her weight lifted off of you but only recived a mouth full of wet, salty fabric before the weight was shifted back onto you. You could hear the channel being changed and once more the weight shifted and shifted back rewarding Barbara with more of the soft squashing sound and you and Andrew with being rubbed down into smears on the tight shorts. She obviously found the sound funny giggling a little more as the noise sounded again and her constant shifting hand even sucked your arm back under her massive rear.
You could barely make vibrations on her rear for around ten minutes until both you and Andrew were so flat and smeared that you were no longer making any noise when she shifted her weight. That was when she settled down and the sound of the door opening and someone else dropping onto the couch like a sack of potatos could be heard.
There was no way that you could get her attention now that you had been abused so thoroughly but it was definatly you mom, Barbara always pushed her to exaustion when they did a jog. They exchanged some words but clearly Trish was in no mood to talk right then.
"Alright, I'll shower first and then you can, don't fall asleep on the couch again." She said as she was starting to lift up, you tried to move but in the end you found that...
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