"But both of you seem to be the perfect weight..." Yeah, that's because..." and the block reared its head, a flash of nausea passing through Courtney ...o warn her that she was nearing a dangerous subject. "Uh, we have good ... genes, I guess," she finished with a verbal stumble. She covered it by coughing into her hand and quickly taking a sip of her drink.Bridget smiled, but wondered what Courtney had started to say. "I've never had a problem with my weight like some of my friends did, but I've. We both groaned as I impaled her with my dribbling shaft, I went in all the way and left it there, then, taking hold of her bra strap, I twisted the band."What ARE you doing!" she asked, twisting her head round, rather irritated."Just checking something". The label read 38DD, "Hmmmm, nice tit size!" Pervert!" she snapped, "Just fuck me will you!"I complied with her request and began pumping her pussy while I tangled with the hooks on her bra, finally they gave way and her breasts dropped with. I grabbed her hair and planted a long kiss on her lips which slowly parted and received mine as she remembered what a great fuck she had just had. My cock was once again rock hard and in one swift movement I buried it deep in her ass. No warning given, no subtle or even obviously hint either, and all that escaped her now ungagged mouth was a loud gasp followed by a whimper. An anal virgin it seemed. She tried to protest but unsurprisingly I was having none of it, and I started to slowly fuck. The lettuce and dressing are both in the fridge, and there's a bag of croutons in the cabinet."Steven nodded and went to get out the salad bowl to put the salad together. Rebecca, hearing the oven beep, grabbed the lasagna and placed it on the stovetop. "I think I'm going to go put on some sweatpants," Rebecca said to Steven as she started to walk out of the kitchen."K," Steven said, staring down at his phone as he mindlessly tossed the lettuce with the caesar dressing.Rebecca walked upstairs.