In one of her emails, she told me that, when asked by some of our classmates at the reunion what her #1 favorite memory from high school was, she said...making out with me in my Chevy convertible! But, as with all adolescent relationships, this one came to an end. However, I can't escape the thought that the certain something that we shared way back then has been rekindled, in each of us, and so I'm going to pursue it. You read it right---I am going to pursue having a new relationship with. I went to washroom, unloaded my balls and came back. I threw a look at her. Her sari got blown off by the gushing wind and for the first time I saw her massive boobies. Damn! Those were really big and why should not be. It belonged to a well built 80 kilo woman. Nothing much happened after that. But as they say, when things start going your way, even the unluckiest becomes most fortunate. Something happened like that. It was around 2 am when she woke up.I kept my eyes partially closed which she. I wanted to lash out at the vicious animal and found only an angry, frightened woman."I got fired last night; I have no money to pay for a dinner." I shook my head and told her not to worry."This is your fault," she started up again and my heart sank. "It was your accident and you've got to help me." Help you?" I blustered. I looked both ways to see if anyone else in the restaurant was paying attention."Look at me," she pleaded. "Everything is swollen, my eyes, my throat, even, uh, down there.. He ran his thumb across her bottom lip and then pushed the tip of his cock inside her. Her eyes closed and she bit the inside of her cheek gently, leaning her head back as he pushed himself fully into her. The wet, tight warmth of her almost immediately sent him over the edge, he fit into her so perfectly. Leaning over her she opened her eyes and stared at him as he moved slowly out of her again, taking it so slowly to increase her torture as he knew she was so close to cumming. Each time he.