She was with a little dog and she bent down to the dog a few times talking to it. Her boobs were swinging in that top and almost poped out. That reall... caught my attention. I was checking her out. She was a big girl. A very big girl. Her belly was huge and so were her tits and her ass. Her pants were tight and squeezed her fat belly out on the top. My cock got hard looking at her curvy body. I descided to talk to her. Her dog was a good topic for a conversation. When i got down to pet the dog. I am not sure if I want to hug every one of them, or tell them it is no use we have already exhausted most possibilities at this point. The school had been a huge part of Kathryns life, there is many pictures of her as a toddler on the sidelines or in the stands. Occasionally on her fathers shoulders as he ran practices. I look at Kathryn who has tears running down her cheeks, and I know this is painful for Kathryn. With my hand in Kathryns hand, I communicate to her. (You know this is not. Then my kisses continued, in her neck, on her bare shoulders, on her décolleté. I stroked her stomach after putting my hand under her t-shirt, and I quickly reached her left breast, which I flattened against her chest while I made it swing from the right to the left and from the left to the right. Through the fabric, I gave her other breast the same treatment. Her areolas hardened, no doubt in spite of herself, they now pointed through her t-shirt that my strokes had deformed, and that almost. Between her and my mother, a nurse, I grew up with nylons everywhere, and that was a good thing. They were easily my number one fetish, although I also got turned on by tits and asses... although a girl's eyes, and her legs in nylon were the first two things I noticed in a girl. And my sister's blue eyes were absolutely enchanting, making her look either innocent or sexy depending on how she wanted to be seen.And dressed as Harley Quinn, her eyes had the opportunity of playing multiple roles..