Mujhe pata hi nai chala ki kub mera lund khada hone Laga…Upar se maine underwear nai pahni thi….Offf…Ab Mai kya Karu….muje sharam aane lagi…...sne bhi mera tent jaisa shorts dekh liya or hasne lagi….Isse pahle ki mai kuch karta…Wo mere thik Saamne aa gayi or mere shorts me bane tent to dhayan se dekhne lagi…Mera Dil jor jor se dhadakne Laga….Uski dono aankhe jaise jam gayi hon…Phir Usne halke se mere shorts ke elastic Ko pakra ro usko ghutano tak utar diya…mera to Dil jayse bahar hi aa jata…Short. " he said with a long sigh. We never mentioned last night. He leaned over to kiss me. And held me tight. "Everythings gonna be alright"he said. Just then, the big bimbo sashayed by and said"Aren't you supposed to be workin?"I thought Rick was gonna go ballistic. "I'm gonna kill that fat fuckin bitch yet!" Look. " I said"it won't be for long, then we can get the hell outa here!"He said"you're right, baby. If it wasn't for me, we wouldn't even be here!"He went back to work and I went back into. "It felt like giving in but whimpered. "Yes, I want it." Good girl." He thrust it back into my mouth all the way into my throatas I choked and gagged, he didn't care he just fucked my mouth withrenewed vigour. "Fuck you, fuck I am cumming, I am fucking cumming."He didn't have to tell me I could feel it squirting and spurtingblasting stream after stream of his white hot sperm into my throat andmouth, his cock throbbing and pulsing wildly as he came and came.Left panting trying to get my breath. ”“That’s a lot of work and I’m not ever sure it will change anything” she whined.“If you started to lose some weight, you’d feel better about the effort it takes. I think it will get easier as you go along. Somewhere down the road, you’ll reach your best size. Buck was reminding me about the heavier girls in school. Some of them are beautiful even at size 24. The right clothes, the right makeup and we’ll make a new you.Buck was so helpful picking out a lot of this stuff, things I’d never dream.