She arrived home in a good mood, but taking the clothes off was harder than usual. It seemed to her that taking them off was like removing all of the ...ompliments that had been given her over the course of the day. It was with a sad sigh that she stepped out of her dress and folded it up. With her panties and bra joining the pile, she felt her full weight returning. Looking down at a roll of fat, she said, "I'm a fat woman again."Susan came out of her room and asked, "How was your day?" It was. No, don't stop. Oh, my God!? Henry worked with enthusiasm, porking her with the Pink Pirate and fucking her like she'd never been fucked, systematically stretching her sex sheath, and she seemed to be really enjoying it. He would move his hips from side tho side, forcing her to shift hers too, or he would vary the angle, so sometimes she was half standing. At one of those times I whipped away the plastic cover, revealing that the bale was covered with my weeds, stinging nettles. Again he. I cup his balls, my head bobbing up and down on him. My other hand is filled with Rocket's thick dick. I move back over to him, leaving Jason's cock with a pop as I break my suction. I frantically go from one cock to the other. The sounds of my slurping send a shiver down my spine. I can feel the juices from my wet slit dripping from my folds. I've had a few spasms just from their cocks in my mouth.I wrap my right arm around Rocket's left thigh and pull him into my mouth. My other arm went. I thought I heard enough of what she had to say when she was talking to the board, and all I'd get was more of the same. I didn't actually talk to Woodward, either, but I was in a group throwing questions at him after the meeting. The general attitude I got there was people were curious, and some could see how it could be fun." Then I'd say keep it brief," Weber advised. "There's no point in kicking over an anthill or I'll have Lynnette calling me up three times a day to bitch about it." He.