Cassandra, I guessed was about the same height, but lighter. She sure was built different. Her legs had to be a yard long. And her jugs probably weigh...d at least five pounds each. They bobbled independently, the jutting nipples prominent.So I got a ride to college and a ride back to high school, and we got to know each other a little in those five-minute trips. I relaxed and then one day, out of the blue, she asked, Is sex all boys think about? I mean really; it's so boring.I laughed.And she. Sadness clouded Zywie's face."The God called Jealous, he of the Cross, came to my people. Warned my Poles of wickedness which did not exist. Promised them salvation. They ... abandoned me." Felek winced, her words making him ashamed of his people. "Under his cross they tore down my temples. Destroyed my groves. They... " Her head bowed, grief flowing from her. "They destroyed my tower, stone by stone. Built there a shrine to a mere mother of a babe, to trick my people into worshiping her in my. My mom and dad had just gone through a divorce. I used to stay with my mom for some time and then some time with my dad.My mom was a 43 – year – old beautiful and mature woman. She had a good figure and personality, and her modern dressing sense made her a desirable woman in society. She had a figure of 36 – 30 – 36. My mom registered herself on a dating app and would often go on a date with different men. I never had any objection to it as she was single now. Things were going. We lay on the washroom floor catching our breath for several minutes as we regain our composure from our mutual orgasm. Finally, I raised up separating our stomach and leaving a string of our cum connecting us. Diana opened her eyes weakly, smiling with her hand on my thigh she wiped our cum from my stomach with her other hand and spread it onto hers.“That was better than my husband’s?” Diana said.I looked up surprised.“Fuck yes I’m better than him,” I boasted.I sat on the floor and Diana knelt.