Immediately, the classroom ceased to be. All eyes turned. Mr. Corothers consented to let his jaw hang open. Carolyn was not the prettiest girl in clas... - she was the fattest. Her breasts were the size of auto headlamps from the forties. What you could make out of her legs beneath her extended belly was a slow swirl of movement. She was grinding thigh fat against her clitoris.The room had become a theater. The men in the audience gulped simultaneously. Even I forgot the existence of the other. She reached over me brushing past my hardening member, giving it a quick squeeze through my jeans. "All right let's get started" Eloise commanded and with that all three girls began unzipping my jeans, clearly they hadn't done this before never the less they still managed to take it off, leaving me in my boxers. By this point I had a raging hard on bursting to get out. "Ooh look he excited" Olivia commented. In one swift movement she tore my boxers off. All three girls were speechless as they. She stepped to the edge of the balcony and peered down the ten stories to the city street below, bustling in the weekday morning rain. If anyone were to look up, they might get a glimpse of her looking back down. If any of her neighbours were to look out their windows, they might see her, but she wasn't at all concerned at being seen. So unconcerned was she, that she raised her arms above her head, tilting her head back slightly, laughing, happily facing directly into the oncoming rain. She. Completely drained, I almost collapsed on top of her, her hands caressing my back and sides as she murmured how wonderful I had made her feel. A few minutes later I finally slipped out of her body and rolled over next to her on my back. “Pete, towel now!” I heard her softly cry, and I reached into the backpack and pulled one out for her.She shoved it between her legs, then sat upright and looked down between them as she pulled the towel away and looked down. She then pushed it back down between.