… The first mutters of thunder were faint enough that they might be passed off as the rumble of an overloaded pulp truck on the main road almost a ...ile away, but the western sky was blackening in the distance. Karen was beginning to feel antsy. ‘Maybe we oughta go back before it rains.’ Lisa grinned at her and gave her an elbow nudge. ‘What? You still chicken of thunderstorms?’ Karen squirmed uncomfortably. ‘I don’t like ’em is all,’ she muttered. ‘Besides, our folks might get worried.’ . She wore a black two piece bathing suit that barely contained her big ass and breast.She measured about 40EE and her ass was about 40.My mouth dropped as she was vacuuming in her big wooden platform shoesthat caused her body to shake as she strutted around her living room.I froze for a minute as she got close to the open door to thebalcony. I got off my chair and climbed over the railing separatingour condos on the 20th floor. I was now standing inches from the opendoor as she continued to. It was still mostly dark, with just a little light coming in through a window. The glow from the hearth added a bit of light, too. Arthur must have stoked it at some point.The big man himself was nowhere to be seen. An ache between Sonja’s legs reminded her of what had gone down between them. She wanted more but was not sure she could withstand another pounding from Arthur’s huge cock. Still, Sonja marveled that she had been able to take him at all.Feeling thirsty, Sonja got out of bed and. She opened her mouth but didn't say anything for a moment, struggling with her decision."That would be great but I can't go to your room; it wouldn't be right. Can't we just stay here? I'll let you touch my boobs," she said hopefully. I gave her a stern stare."Look, I've got a big day tomorrow. I can't afford to waste my time. Why don't I just call the cops now, then we can call your insurance company. There's a 24-hour number on your card," I said coldly. The moment of truth had arrived..