Ty and Ted's mom had all the makings for a mom sandwich.
Barbara was middle-aged, had long shapely legs and a beautiful ass. Her cunt was fat and hairy, crowned by a plump clit that never got the type of attention it needed. Barbara's boobs were perfectly suited for a mom sandwich. The were enormous, like most mom-boobs are. They hung extremely low on her chest and were capped with giant nipples. Another thing that made Barbara a perfect ingredient was that she was a stay at home mom. Her husband Jim worked long hours, leaving her alone with their two teenaged twin boys.
Twin boys of course are the other nessesary ingredient for a mom sandwich. Ted and Ty were both 18 years old and had tall, muscular bodies. The sweetest prize of the two brothers was the size of their twin cocks. Each cock measured 9 1/2 inches. They were thick vieny cocks with big, plumb sized bulbs and enormous ball-sacks, just bursting with thick potent babymaking syrup. They were just the type of cocks that fat mommy-cunts were made for.
So how then do all these ingredients come together for a big greasy mom sandwich? Well...somehow, some way, they just do. As was the case with Barbara and her two boys. It was one fine summer morning that things finally came together.
"Morning mom." The two boys said as they entered the kitchen. They were in their boxers and their big dicks swung between their legs.
"Good morning you two. Ready for some breakfast?" Barbara asked.
Ty stepped up behind his mother and gave her a big hug. Barbara glanced over her shoulder at him.
"Hey, sport. Go easy on your old mom." She said with a smile.
Ted hugged his mother from the front. Barbara threw her arms around Ted and he felt the spongy flesh of her enormous mom-breasts flatten out against his chest. Barbara was now sandwiched between her handsome son's.
"Why are you two so lovey this morning?" She asked.
"Cause we have the most beautiful mother in the world." Ty answered.
Barbara could feel Ty's cock pressed against the crack of her ass and Ted's digging into her stomach. She turned and gave Ty a loving peck on the lips and then shared another with Ted.
"My boys are growing up, but'll never be too old to stop loving on their mother." She said lovingly.
The two teens squeezed her tight, lifting her tiny bare feet from the floor. Thus began the mom-sandwich. For what woman could resist being smashed between the muscular bodies of two teenaged boys. And what boys could resist such a matronly beauty as mom.
Barbara brought her long legs up and wrapped them around Ted. She reached back and combed her long nails through Ty's hair.
"Well...my boys are sure feeling frisky this morning, aren't they?" She asked.
"What about you, mom? Are you feeling frisky?" Ted asked.
Barbara looked him in the eyes and smiled.
"Maybe, but moms aren't suppose to be frisky with their little boys." She said.
"Why not, you love us don't you?" Ty asked.
She looked back into Ty's eyes.
"Of course I love you, darling, but the frisky kind of love is different. It's the kind of love that only mommy and daddy's share." She said.
"Then why do we feel it?" Ted asked.
"Well, it's quite common for boys your age to have frisky feelings towards their mother's. It's just a stage you're both going through, that's all." Barbara said.
Ty brought his arms around onto his mother's tummy. He could feel the bottoms of her big tits against his wrists. Julie rested her head on Ted's shoulder as she felt the wieght of her two sons press against her.
"We love you mom." Ted said.
She whispered into Ted's ear.
