She said okay and left and four more guys got their chance and fuck her. The dancer came and knocked on my door again and I told her that was enough a...d told her that I wanted to go over to the room now.I went over to the room and looked at Ava laying there on the bed. She was sweating and the inside of her thighs were red. Her pussy looked like it had been pounded and pounded. The dancer got up and left the room. Ava said to me that she never thought that this was what I had in mind. I said it. "What did you say back?" Well, I didn't say anything! I just walked away! Honestly, this sort of thing still happens to me and I'm thirty-eight years old. It must be these big titties of mine that does it. Of course, you have the same problem!"Janet took a long look at Angela's ample tits and the two mothers shared a long laugh as they reached for more donuts on the coffee table between them. It was one in the afternoon and Angela was enjoying her usual coffee with her friend and neighbor.Since. On one of them, there was a small note: "Abby, save this one for me, ok? We'll smoke it together sometime. Kim." It hit me then just how much I had meant to Kim. And I never even knew it. The tragedy of the situation overcame me, and I felt a large tear well up and over my lower eyelid, followed by another one, then another. Soon, I was sobbing. "Are you alright?" I heard from behind me as I felt a hand touch me lightly on the shoulder. "LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!" I shouted as I jerked. Sandy is that one in a million girl that every guy dreams about, but never meets. I’m not just talking about looks, which are beyond belief; Sandy defies description. She is short, petite, with dark brown eyes and jet-black hair. When I say short, I mean just about five-foot tall. Her skin is milk white, soft and clear. Her body is perfect with wide hips and breasts large enough to draw stares but proportionate and firm enough to need no supportive undergarment. You can tell that she will be.