At the time Kelly was 16 and hadn’t had much experience with alcohol but had learned quite quickly that it would cause her teenage hormone levels to...rise exponentially. I loved that. Kelly was an energetic lover. She liked me to fight her for sex. She got off on being restrained and I enjoyed the power of dominating her teenage body. She was not a small girl but well proportioned. I would not say she was in the BBW class but she was somewhere in the middle and there was always plenty to grab on. “Mark, please…” she pleaded with him.“Oh fuck this!” Mark snapped.Amanda had no warning, suddenly her son’s hand slappedacross her cheek bringing tears to her eyes and fear toher heart, behind him she could see his two friendslaughing and smirking at her and her son’s actions. Shewould have escaped were she able, but now the three ofthem were between her and the living room door. Mark looked at her, then followed her eyes to the doorto freedom, she saw. I was so embarassed. "I'm sorry Jen I know I shouldn't have but I just couldn't help myself. Your just so hot I just had to see you naked." "You think I'm hot?" blushed Jen. "I didn't know you felt that way." She swam over to me and gave me a hug. Not exactly what I was expecting but to have my sister close to me made me feel much better about the whol situation. It was then that I felt Jen's hand down my trunks stroking my now hardening cock. "It's only fair ." she said. I didn't know what to. "Look, I knowtoday was exhausting, but if you do decide to go to New York, then you'llhave a passable wardrobe. And don't worry, we can return part or all ofthis if you decide not to go. It's plain to see that you're still ofseveral minds on the subject, which is to be expected, I suppose. If thisis too much too soon, step back and take a few deep breaths. Think of itthis way: you've exploring your options. With this wardrobe you canexplore one option. In the end, of course, it's all up to.