She loves to send pictures of her body parts during the course of the workday. My favorite pics are the ones of her 34 H breasts. Leslie’s areolas a...e brown in color and they are the diameter of a drink coaster. She has one-inch long nipples that for some reason produce a steady supply of milk when sucked. The milk is sweet. She has a small waist in comparison to her mammoth boobs, her substantial muscular thighs, and her sexy thick calves. Leslie’s ass is firm, round, unbelievably broad with. Slinging the satchel around her and settling it onto her shoulder, she adjusts her ponytail containing her thick brown curls and leaves her room, before knocking on the door next to hers. “David, are you ready?” she asks nervously. “Yep, two secs!” a deep, smooth yet muffled voice replies before the door opens, causing Annie to take a sharp mental breath. For six weeks, she and her father had been hosting David, an exchange student from Minnesota while he takes part in a study abroad programme.. Something dark has gripped me, something inside me had broken. Not just now. Not just tonight: the something which had been building in the background for over five years had just snapped. I could stand her bullshit no longer. I am at her door; it’s locked. I bang on it but there is no chance of her hearing me. The next thing I know, I’m pulling my foot out of the splintered wreckage hanging from the frame. There are two faces peering from beneath the covers. One is terrified; the other is. I strapped them on to my feet. "Now take a walk to the kitchen." I stood up. The experience was so odd. Standing on the shoes it felt so normal. The two inch heels made me feel like I had felt the day before when standing on level ground. I headed for the kitchen. Even the exaggerated sway of my hips didn't catch me out as each foot seemed to naturally find its place. What's more, wearing the shoes enabled me to tuck my backside in straighter, everything coinciding to make me feel.