Same Ass, Different Generation

Peach spent her whole school life getting roasted because her mom had an absolute dump truck of an ass. Guys would openly say they wanted to bend her over and wreck it—hallways, locker rooms, even a couple teachers made “jokes” about how badly they needed to fuck that fat, jiggling thing. It was fucked up, but it never stopped.

Then Peach grew into it. Same wide hips, same ridiculous, round, soft ass that swallows denim and spills out of shorts. Same thick thighs, same heavy tits that bounce when she walks. Now the same guys who used to drool over her mom stare at both of them like they can’t decide which one they want to rail first… or if they’d rather watch them pressed up against each other like this, hands in each other’s hair, bodies grinding, those matching fat asses pushed out and begging to be grabbed.

They don’t even try to hide it anymore.