After this she started talking about why we do something special i said like what she did know she was waiting for me to talk, i understand her so in ...ext phone I told her to feel free with me you can talk about anything you want, she told me she want one guy with us because my dick so big and she need help my feeling was correct about her i asked her why guy not girl she said she likes to see me with guy i give him my dick i fuck him and she want to get fuck form 2 dick I was happy to hear. I massaged her chest and breasts, which she greatly appreciated, because those of you either with big boobs or are with girls with big boobs know that having that much weight makes them sore. I gently massaged her stomach. This was another thing that turned me on, because she's normally not comfortable with being touched there (she has body image issues). But she did not protest, and I was happy to touch her anywhere. I brushed her pubic region, but then passed over it. There would be time for. The appointed night came and it was a hell of a party everyone who wanted to, got blown or fucked at least once and we all got shitfaced drunk. A couple of us dropped the groom to be off at a hotel room with one or two of the girls around 5AM and then we went home. I don't remember how I got there or if I had anybody with me or not. I do remember waking up around 9AM naked in my bed with a killer hangover. I dragged my sorry ass out of bed and headed for the kitchen, the aspirin and something. Since her parents were not only paying for her car, they had every right to take it away. It was the one thing she had feared most, her car was the only means by which she could escape the drudgery of suburbia. ‘You can’t do that. How am I going to hang out with my friends? I need my car to get around. Please don’t do this,’ she begged desperately. ‘You have done enough ‘getting around’ already young lady. Go to your room and leave your keys on the counter.’ She peered into her mother’s eyes.