Or tubby. Or stout. Or generously built. But Fatima knew that such words were just euphemisms for the same thing, Fat. Gross. Obese. She studied her n...ked reflection in the wall-length mirror, which was too narrow to encompass the whole of her girth. She was sure she wasn’t ugly as such. She studied her face. Wasn’t her face quite pretty from certain angles? But from the chin down: fold after fold of light brown flesh, overflowing any clothes she wore. If she wore loose clothes, she looked like. I started to wait for April and was masturbate many times with her photosFinally the day come and we started our journey on 16th of April and we reached Coimbatore in the morning and went to black thunder and i mingled well with her boy friend and we enjoyed as much as we can and went to ooty and reached our roomWe booked a cottage with 2 bedroom and we went to our separate room and i begged my lover for sex and finally she accepted and i lost my virginity to her as i love her so much and was. I need it. I want to feel it, Cassius, I want to feel it spread my little cunt open and pound inside. I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your cum spill inside me. He slammed inside her before shed even finished speaking, and she screamed as her hips back against him. She slammed up, meeting every single thrust. She slammed her cunt against him every bit as hard as he slammed his cock inside her, and it didnt take long. Five thrusts, maybe six, before her words lost all meaning. She was still. As her was tired, he slept very early . myself & Trina were talking for a long time. that day she wore a black saree with black blouse which was damn sexy to her. iwas planning how to start the things. then she started cooking, & i touched then & there accidentally as if i was helping her in coooking. we had dinnerthen & iwas feeling nervous, hot how to fuck this sexy women.. Then luck was on my favor-Trina came with a cupsets which we bought today in the market & told that she wants to keep it.