“Son of a bitch,” I said. So I decided to take a shower, I needed one anyway, stripping of my clothes I got under the hot water. Of course as I wa... in here I couldn't help but put my fingers in between my pussy lips and rub one out. It's not like I had a guy to do that for me, so I masturbated 3 times while I was in there. It has became almost meaningless honestly, masturbating just lost it's appeal. After my shower I got into my robe, like I always do, and went out into the living room with. My stiff cock was pushing into her belly as if looking for a hole. She licked her hand, fondled my cock and placed it between two sweaty folds of fat. Actually felt pretty damn good. And she kept kissing. I sat back, kissed her neck and started to run my hands down to her exposed breasts. Though large, die to fat, her breasts are really kind of small, with comparatively small very pink nipples. They had crinkled up in a rose color and were laying like strawberries on top of a flabby shelf of. Unfortunately, convenience wasn’t something to build any kind of relationship on in either case. He’d need to work to get to know the two women better.Julia was a different nut to crack. Sometimes, when she thought he wasn’t looking, she looked at him – predatorily. It was reminiscent of a documentary he’d once seen of a cheetah looking for its next meal. It was disconcerting, and he wondered where her feelings stemmed from. Whatever their source, they seemed more sexual than romantic.He didn’t. Chloe got fully dressed and we settled down for the film which was soon interrupted by my mother picking me up.The following week was going to be amazing or so I thought, Monday morning came around and I was as sick as a dog.It took two weeks before I was at school again and therefore back with Chloe in the evenings. When I did meet up with her again she was so happy, Chloe had found out what had happened to her and learnt from some friends that women can “orgasm” too and apparently.