More to follow. I was taking a huge risk of getting caught speeding and another with the wintry conditions of the road, but I had promised my wife tha... I would make it home in time for the Parent Teacher conference for my stepson. As we mingled with the hundreds of parents, clutching the schedule, searching the halls for the room number, and realizing that each room would be well attended and we didn’t want to end up standing in the back of the room, we quickened our pace. My wife spotted the. Then they went dancing. She never danced a step, unless you'd call rubbing yourself into a hard male body dancing. At last she found herself back in the tiny room. He fucked her on the mattress and over the back of a chair, against the wall, on the table and inside the narrow shower-stall. He fucked her in her mouth, in her pussy and in her asshole. She would gladly have torn open new holes for him had he asked her.After she passed out and woke again, he was gone. She washed under the meager. Female factor you see, but she was too fat. huh so what she was a lady and she must have a cunt to fuck, I thought.Well as we headed towards home, she instructed the driver to drop here near some beauty parlous so that she can get some facial and make up done. She must have been 80 plus kgs of flesh, and had put up such a nice scent that the whole car was scented. Anyway we dropped her near some parlor and headed for home. After sometime Bhabhiji called home to send the driver for picking her. ”Half joking and half serious, Sally said, “At least you’ll be able to sit through a class.”“I never thought of that,” Betsy said with the kind of smile one gets upon discovering an unexpected present under the Christmas tree.She really hadn’t thought about what her ability to sit still really meant. She could move around without bouncing. It then dawned on her. She hadn’t considered how she could pass less noticed by others, since she wouldn’t be drawing attention to herself.Getting excited,.