"Wellll," I began, trying to frame my argument. "You decided," Icorrected her. "I don't really want to be apart," I reminded her."Hmmm. I suppose,"...she acknowledged. "But no matter. You agreed it wasfor the best."Did I?"Where will I stay then?" I asked, a bit whiny.Grace was silent on the other end. What was her complicated mindconjuring up? I could almost feel her working it out somehow. Anoverwhelming sense of dread began to wash over me. Did I really want herdeciding my fate?"Don't. I said nothing. He said fine I’ll give you a room anyway. He smiled strangely, somehow dirty. I got the key and went into my room. It was nothing special, just a bed room with a few magazines. A few closets and a bathroom with a shower. I was satisfied. I locked the door and I got naked. Finally I could jerk off. I jerked and came on the bed. After that I stayed naked because I found it really nice just being nude all the time. I went into the bathroom and I noticed that there was a glory hole. He began thrusting and after a couple of misses Marie squealed. Once Goldie found the target he went to work. Marie told me later that with each thrust his cock grew larger. Her squeals soon changed to moans and groans. “Good boy” she moaned “oh yes so good”. She began to push back as he thrust forward. He was hammering her like crazy and the moans and groans grew louder.Again Marie squealed which signalled Goldie’s efforts to bury his knot into her pussy. It took several attempts and finally. ”I had her naked again and then put three different sundresses on her that clung to her fat boobs and molded her hips to show they weren’t still boy straight. Each had a pattern that drew your eyes up to her tits and face or down to her hips. Two of the three had enough light, solid-colored areas to show that she was not wearing anything under those dresses. She liked the third, but everyone, even her little brother, vetoed that one. Somehow it tapered in between her legs in a way to mold to.