I undressed her quickly as she sucked my face. This was a dirty souls searching kiss that I thought my head would collapse. I asked her if she wanted ...o get in the shower and she pushed me backward to the bathroom. She opened the curtain and got in pulling me with her. At this point, I need to describe her: She was a few years younger than me, Dirty blonde short hair, about 5'4” BBW, large soft 44 DD breasts with large aerolas. She had shaved her pussy, because, even though she was a BBW, she. Then she started running to the bus door at the front. I followed her.We settled in our seats and the bus started. I could sense Kavita was fuming with anger.“I am sorry, I didn’t see the truck parked there” I said.She said angrily, “I told you not to turn. Why did you turn and looked at me?”“I was worried because the truck driver and the cleaner were seeing you.”“Don’t lie. I saw you staring at my..” She stopped in the middle.“Yes, I stared. But I had no option. I cannot close my eyes. I am. “I call this a fair margin, over 2000 points to the runner up.”Wetmouth who flanked me on the other side said in a quiet tone. “The Newport team has made it by one point and are on the very bottom of the list. So much for that Elite schools unbiased results.”It was true; the Newport team was listed as the bottom with just one score point above the ones that didn’t make it.Dent replaced Mc Elligott behind the lectern, but without his stepping stool, all he could do was peak over the thing. He. Damn. They must be using that guard belt again. Something about it though, it turned her on a little bit more. Her body was definitely changing. How could pain like that possibly arouse her even more? Her brain was on spin cycle: mind-blowing sensation, abrupt pain, recovery, repeat. Each time, the intensity was higher. The pain was not cutting through the mounting lust completely anymore. Sitting down is not going to be pleasant for a good while. ‘Mmmmhhh!’ Already, shit. How they could tell.