THE BADDEST SEED
Story by misfit446
This is the last part of this story. Enjoy!
THE BADDEST SEED(ER)
Mrs. Thomas smirked as she set her hair into a tight ponytail. Her massive mammaries where incased in the smallest bikini bra she dared to wear, even in the private confines of her backyard.
Her shorts were large, giving plenty of airy space. It was a hot day. Adding just a little lipstick, she air kissed her image and went out back.
She planned to work on her garden again. This time she was going to work at cutting back the thick ivy off the chain link fence between her house and Sindy Sueâs.
It took most of the morning to open up space to actually see the fence. It was part of her plan.
She cut the thick stalks with glee waiting for the little monster to wake up and notice her now sweaty t shirt, outlining her all natural gargantuan tits and thick nipples. She also used bolt cutters her husband had in the garage to open a larger hole in the chain link fence. That would be important later.
She ate lunch and made a pitcher of sun tea while waiting for the hellion Sindy Sue to get up. Getting back to work along the fence she was actually startled when she heard Sindy Sue call out âhelloâ.
âOh, hello Sindy Sue. My youâre up late.â
âHad a late night Mrs. Thomas. Wow, youâre cutting back all that ivy. Cool.â
Mrs. Thomas laughed to herself. âYeah you cunt so it makes things easier for you to spy on my family.â
âYeah, itâs getting a bit out of control,â she called back.
âI can help if you want.â
âSure. Come on down. Iâve got cutters that you can use on your side of the fence.â
âI gotta pee but Iâll be right down,â Sindy Sue called out.
âTake your time honey,â Mrs. Thomas called out.
Through the opened bathroom window, she heard an incredible racket as the tiny girl put out a mean piss, thudding into the toilet. She shivered.
Two minutes later Sindy Sue was at her bedroom window again. âBe right down.â
Mrs. Thomas felt her kitty spritz into her shorts as her other growth began to pulse. âCome on down you little brat,â she thought.
An hour later the two had cut back the ivy off half the fence between the two properties. Mrs. Thomas made sure to make her heavy rack shimmy and wobble about with her efforts.
âOh crap,â Sindy Sue moaned.
âWhat is it honey? You sick? Too much sun?â
âUm, I gotta go inside.â
âSindy Sue, what is wrong!â Mrs. Thomas shouted with authority.
âIâm sick, I guess.â
âShow me where it hurts,â she offered.
âD-down here,â Sindy Sue answered, pointing at her cooch.
âShow me honey.â
âI canât!â
âIs your problem something like this?â Mrs. Thomas offered, unzipping her shorts and hauling out a soft fifteen inch cock.
Sindy Sue gulped in shock. âHoly shit!â âWhen the fuck did she get that thing?â her brain screamed.
âI know you have one. The siding and