To be fucked... Gabe was grinning, eyes wide.“Well now, that’s fun. A little excited, are we?”Ginger was gasping ... she’d never felt this aro...sed in her life. Even less able to think clearly through the intense arousal, she nodded in response to his question, unable to recognize it as the rhetorical question it was. She wanted to desperately reach between her own legs and play with herself ... but she couldn’t ... couldn’t do that ... if she did, Gabe would see ... would pull out his hard. Sure she gained weight, but I still liked it. To be honest, I liked her more in it because it covered up the stretch marks and little rolls. She wasn't obese, just hefty. Still, she started with the attitude of "I don't need to wear that stuff."Slowly but surely, other things started to come off the table. Anal sex? Her comment, "Why would you want to do something to me that hurts." She stopped getting down on her knees for blowjobs. Yeah, I would get them occasionally, but they would be from. As he was twisting them I carefully pushed him into my mouth until I was gagging a little. Then I forced him deeper until my nose was pressed against him.Is there such thing as being nose deep on a guy? Because I was definitely nose deep on him.He gasped and said “oh fuck” and let go of my tits to grab my head with both of his hands. I popped my mouth off his cock and he told me to deep throat him again. Then he told me to do it again. Then I felt like I was going to puke so went back to making. “Tatyana?” I asked.“We aren’t letting you sneak off to get ready,” she said. “We decided that yesterday while you were training.”“I don’t sneak off,” I complained.“You would have headed to the shower without waking any of us if you could,” Miki said sleepily. “And if you managed to keep from waking us, you would have headed out alone.”“I don’t want any of the crew thinking they are supposed to order a concubine to accompany them,” I said.“You so rarely order us around we sometimes wonder if you.