Mom could see how sweaty Josie was and she knew that Josie needed to be cooled down. She helped Josie stand and walk back to her bedroom and got her lying down. She told Josie to raise her hands up and hold the headboard. Josie’s moaning was loud and deep voiced. Josie’s added problem was the ever expanding stomach in which not one but two babies were forming and only a couple of months away from being born. Josie was suffering, she was a big girl, almost six feet tall and she probably weighed 260 pounds or more. Then she had the first of many conversations with her Mom. And of course it didn’t help that it was currently summer and the weather had been hot for weeks and as always humid. She could not quite reach, not being as flexible as it used to be. In more normal times Josie would have shrugged, turned red and said nothing. She groaned loudly and rushed her hand down to her crotch. Josie was astonished, not exactly sure what Mom was doing, but loving the feeling. Touch a tit, squirm the clit. She put her hand to her breast and it felt wet. Mom then washed up the front of Josie’s legs and stopped. No time to complain, it was immediately the things we
