I placed my fingers over her soaked panties and whispered in her ear, “but your pussy likes me, mam. I know you want this” I rubbed my fingers ove... her panties which were soaked completely in her pussy juices. She let out a soft moan “ahh” she breathed heavily, her chest moving up and down very fast. I could feel her surrendering to me. She moved her hands behind her back and started rubbing my extremely hard dick over my constricting trousers. This was it, I got my signal and I moved ahead.. I don't care if she's carrying too many pounds; if the bra comes off and the nips point down, I'm backing out of the driveway.Her tits did drop. They were what you would call big saggy udders. Her big pink nipples however, pointed forward from those lovely big white milk sacks, with the imprint from the bra stitching still clearly visible. Rob got his cock out and shoved it in her face....You know the plastic tubes you buy at hardware stores for painter's caulking guns? That's how big his cock. She soon was a regular participant in helping; especially as neighbors took to asking Jason to cook for barbeques and parties.With Monique as my best friend, the last three years have seemed to fly by. Jason continued to watch over me, and did everything from offer good advice, to sitting patiently and editing English papers I wrote for class. Despite all the time pressures of high school and his many activities, he always had time for me, and I appreciated that.Sadly, December of his senior. At a time when many colleges and universities were shrinking their varsity sports teams due to either financial constraints or Title IX restrictions, Randolph University believed in bulking up. And bulk up they did. Unfortunately, they also treated sportsmen and sportswomen like beasts of burden. They told us that they only did so because of fear of reprisal from the National Collegiate Athletic Association. Apparently, if even one student-athlete violated certain rules, an entire athletic.