He looked like Edward James Olmos ... Battle star Galactica Edward James Olmos, not Blade Runner Edward James Olmos.I was lying on a couch in a large ...oom. Everything around me slowly came into focus. To my left at a washroom sink, Ed was trying to blot the vomit from his suitcoat, shirt and tie.“Fucking Bitch,” he growled. “FUCKING BIIIIIIIIIITTCCHHHHH! All of that empty space around us and she has to ralph on my ONLY God damned suit!”I was trying not to laugh when a shadow passed over me. I. I pulled out a porn mag from my stash, a copy of Voluptuous.I really enjoy reading porn featuring bigger, curvy women, proudly showing off their ample figures and getting licked and fucked. The fat girl porn, plus J’s panties, were getting me pretty horny. I reached a hand into my panties and started stroking my cock, slowly at first, as I turned the pages of the mag. As I wanked, I pulled the panties harder into the crack of my arse, feeling the material taut against my bum.Just before J. What the hell was going on, I wondered. She examined her finger, then to my astonishment, put it in her mouth and licked it clean. Oh, shit. I remember thinking that I was getting out of my depth.Then suddenly, Laura pulled her skirt down and sat up. The smile she had been wearing turned bitter. "Okay, Alex. Play time is over. I've wanted to pull your chain like that for years, but you always ignored whatever signal I sent your way. Well, fuck you now. Your opportunity at me has passed. You. Perfect day to get some tanning in too." Oh you're so right, that sounds fantastic! Heck I think I might join you, let me get changed and I'll be out there too!"I went out to the pool and took off my shirt and lied down on my towel. Shortly afterward Mrs. Johnson came out: she was wearing a very sexy one piece bathing suit that showed off her absolutely delicious looking legs...it didn't show as much skin as a bikini would but I could still see her seductive body outlined perfectly by the.