"You're crying. What is it, honey?"She took out a hanky and gently wiped his eyes, still confused as to thecause of the tears. Wear they tears of ha...piness, as Corey herself hadexperienced, or were there some other reasons involved?"I love you Corey," Mark said, repeating the phrase he said earlier.This time he said it haltingly."I know that, Mark, but why the tears?"She continued to wipe his face with her hanky, which released a slightperfumed smell as it became moistened with his tears."I. ........you bastards............fuck me hard............you dirty fucking bastards!!!" you yell. You are now barely holding it together, your close to fainting with the intensity of it. "Fuck her arse hard!!" shouts the ranger, barely audible above your moans and screams. We are now pumping your hard with slick precision, fucking you like a well oiled machine, our own rythmns in sync. One cock slams in as the other slips out, and so on. Orgasm after orgasm rip through you, each thrust seems to. I told her why I had chosen her to dance with. "You looked lonely, and I prefer bigger girls."Sue asked, "Why?"I asked her, "Do you want an honest answer?" The truth is always best."I gave it to her straight. "Big girls have big tits, and I like the feeling of big tits against my chest."Sue thought about that for a second, smiled, pulled me closer. Hugging me tightly, she crushed her tits into my chest. She asked, "Do you think these are big enough?"While returning her hug, I replied, "I think. Then I got relieved and checked my laptop. I found that she opened my stories while using the ms word. I was shocked to see her behave so normally. Then after a week passed and she came to the home on an evening but my sister and mom went out for shopping. I was embarrassed to talk to her and also scared whether she might tell my family and I told her that they went for shopping. She replied I know I was confused hearing that and she said I read one of your stories you are writing and it was so.