I grabbed a matching bra and a tank top and my jean skirt. I knew I had to have no panties on when Brent saw me, the g-string would be easy enough to...slide off in the car and back on as I left. I grabbed my uniform for work and shoved it in my bag. I had to leave soon so I could be at Brent’s before he got there. I headed for the door and heard “ Have fun” from my mom’s room. “WHATEVER!” I shouted back. I would regret that shortly. The drive to Brent’s was long and bumpy, I was shaking by the. Meine uski nick pe kiss krta kbhi lips par kbhi ears par toh kbhi galo par.Mera ek hath uske boobs ko masal rha tha.Wo mere dick ko trouser ke upar se hi masal ri thi.Mein do baar jhad chuka tha aur wo bi.Phr meine usse upar se shirt nikali aur uske boobs ko bra ke upar se hi chumne lga aur wo mere sar par hath fer ri thi.Humein ek ajeeb sa nasha ho gya tha.Aur mein uske boobs chusta rha aur uski bra nikal di aur unhe dabata rha.Wo ajeeb si aawaj nikal ri thi.Ooooouuuuffffff aaaaaahhhh yaaaaa. I'm all for it."Jane looked serious again. "Did you bring an axe?" I have my Les Paul in the pickup."Hailey hugged him again and then said, "Well, don't just stand there, cowboy. Go get your axe."Don smiled and headed back to the bar. "What ever the ladies want is on me," he said tossing a credit card at the surprised bartender before heading out the door.He stopped at the door and turned back. "Do you want me to bring my Marshall stack in, Jane?"Jane jumped up and hurried across the room. She. Her flat stomach was now a round bulge spilling over her pants and keeping her occupied with constant battles trying to zip and button her so-tight jeans. Swimming was now out of the question as she spilled out of her bikini in every way possible.And it wasn't just her laziness, she was drinking at least a 2liter bottle of soda a day and a half gallon of ice cream every week, plus usually McDonald's for lunch a few times a week. As she stayed away from the scale her friends said it wouldn't.