She began by becoming friendlier towards him. Helping him pick out clothing and making hairstyle suggestions. She solicited his help with her homework...and this led to a campaign of teasing and 'accidental' exhibitionism. She began thanking him for his help with hugs and kisses, brief and innocent at first they gradually started lasting longer and longer until one day, during a long hug, she kissed him full on the mouth. She then 'allowed' one thing to lead to another until they eventually ended. To begin with, I’ve always been a fan of married and mature women. Also, I’ve been lucky enough to get an opportunity to satisfy them. This was one more opportunity for me.For those who don’t know me, I’m a young guy in Kolkata with a tool size of 6.1 inches. I would recommend my previous stories and . Those are the two most popular stories of mine on ISS.Coming to the current story. Last month I had been to a relative’s place to attend the wedding ceremony of one of my cousins. As I was the. As you run you fingers back through my slit you realize I am even wetter than before. "You like being a bad girl, don't you? Then you should look like one." We get up off the couch and you tell me to remove my dress and bra. I have been naked many times in your living room but this time seems different. I cover my pussy and you walk to me and move my hand and rub on me again. Then you turn and walk away without saying a word. You return with some clothes and you hand them to me. "We are going. We walk past Ann Summers and he begs to go in. I tell him they just don’t make clothes for bigger girls. I want to get some outfits that make the most of my wonderful curvy body – I know that’s why he’s with me. I take him to a small shop up one of the side streets. It looks like any of the other standard underwear shops and we go in. I smile at the assistance and she says ‘hello again – is there anything I can help you with?’. I say I’m fine, I know where I am going and what I am looking.