It’s against company policy.”“Don’t worry,” she said, fidgeting where she stood. “It’s nothing like that, Celine.”“You’re a terrib...e liar.”At that moment, a door down the hall burst open and one of the instructors skidded out, looking in all directions until he caught sight of Addie.“Honey, I—” And then he caught sight of me.“‘Honey,’” I repeated, crossing my arms and giving Addie a look.“Busted,” she said, sighing. Her face had turned several shades of red.I glanced at the instructor,. "Go take her."I glanced down to see Jessica's sweaty body knelt on the bed, her ass at just the right height for me to stand behind her. So getting off the bed and moving around, I took a moment to rub my palms against Jessica's perky ass, so similar to Tina's toned musculature and yet different. I savored the moment as my erection nudged beneath Jessica's hips.She wiggled around, trying to capture me, until I finally placed the mushroom head against her wet folds. And with a firm grip on. But I was re-reading my diary from 1997 when I had this experience and I can now add details which are now refreshed after having read my entry from Sunday, February 8, 1997. I was a sophomore in college at the time. To be sure, I’ve had some awesome pussies that I’ve had to be careful with in regards to not cumming when it came to thin females too. But I still think that there’s something different and magical about the BBW’s vagina. I had met this BBW, Christine, and we got sexual pretty. Like almost everything else feminine for me these days. I slippedon my blouse and tucked it into my skirt. And replaced mycardigan, and for fun buttoned the bottom three buttons to tightenit just enough to display my breasts as the feminine outcroppingsthey were. Myra hadn't been wrong, I was proud of them, and Ididn't mind letting the world know it.We were finished with the fitting room -- the prospective purchaseswere all satisfactory, and we were both pleased. Myra continuedour.