And Trey…well let’s just that he may be under the impression that I’m, you know, enjoying things more than I really am.’ ‘You’re faking?�... Jill’s voice rang out through the house and even Gabe froze for a minute, afraid Aaron was going to come investigate. ‘Can you keep it down please? God, why are we even talking about this?’ ‘Because you’re drunk enough to be honest with us and we love you and want to help you.’ ‘Thanks Aves.’ ‘But he’ll never figure out what you like if you keep faking.’ ‘I. Heck, it already felt like that!Kristin caught her reflection in the mirror above her dresser, and she turned profile to study her jutting naked boobs. Yep, they definitely looked bigger. To her added frustration, she hadn't grown any taller. Her hips had started to flare ever so slightly, but whatever hormones God had seen fit to give her, He had definitely thrown 99% of them into her boobs!At times like this, when her swollen chest ached really badly, Kristin's mom had advised her to massage. Why don’t you drive the truck to the house and I’ll drive your car? It is going to take some nursing to get it there.”“How bad is it?” Abby asked. It wasn’t that she loved her little beat up old car, but it was all that she had anymore.“It is bad,” Jack said not wanting to sugar coat it.“Can it be fixed?” Abby asked.“It will cost somewhere between nine hundred and eleven hundred dollars,” Jack said. It was too much money to put in that little car.“You can’t fix it?” Abby asked feeling sick to. Totally mesmerized at the sight of his cock disappearing deep into her glistening cunt, he pulled out slowly, only keeping the tip inside her, just to see how she’d slicked him up, loving the sight of his erection coated in her juice.“Damien,” she whispered brokenly as he picked up his pace again and really began to pound her, as her eyes fell shut and everything she owned began to quiver all over again. “Oh, god, I’m coming again so damn hard I can hardly see straight.”Gritting his teeth, he.