Let’s talk about its tits. In accordance with the programme the tits had been enhanced, probably about a year ago and just as the ordinance prescrib...d they were fucking enormous – firm, meaty, sticking a foot in front of the cunt’s otherwise petite, child-like body. Fucking nice! And important from a male satisfaction point of view – is there any other? - despite its slight build, this cunt had sufficient strength in its back and legs to support these fucking great tits, it wasn’t weighed down. It was now or never. Quickly, she slid from the back of the wagon and made for the woods to the right, ostensibly to take care of her necessities. Before Angie Steven's rape, that had been common practice for the women. From the corner of her eyes, she saw that the two mounted "guards" watched her instead of the wagons. She also saw that Lucy had jumped from the last wagon and made for the trees, without being seen. The trap was set.Rose walked briskly through the underbrush, trying to get. My breasts size is normally a C-cup, but with the new pregnancy and breast feeding our daughter, they were then a very full DD-cup, and still pretty firm.My normal weight is about one hundred and twenty pounds, but I was then a voluptuous one hundred and thirty-five pounds and the extra weight filled out my tits and ass and gave me some seductive curves. All in all, I was pleased with my appearance, and as far as I was concerned, my belly showing from the pregnancy just made me look even. I thought about her, especially since Jason would not let it rest. But I let my own insecurities talk me into believing that it had been nothing more than an extended one night stand. I mean, she was really out of my league. I’m all right looking, but Kris is gorgeous. Once she got back to Waterloo, the guys would be all over her and I would become a footnote. So the first letter was a surprise. I practically ran back to my room to read it, forgetting to act cool and unconcerned. I read it.