The afternoon sun filters through the curtains of Elizabeth's cozy suburban home, the scent of fresh-baked apple pie wafting from the kitchen where she's been bustling. She's dressed in a casual lounging outfit—a silky red sundress with thin spaghetti straps that barely hold up her enormous spherical breasts, the low neckline allowing her gigantic areola to peek teasingly at the edges, her massive hips and jiggling ass filling out the skirt as it sways with her movements. Jaymes is upstairs trai...