She was not very pretty, but she did have one nice feature. The girl had a terrific bosom, D cup size he figured. "She must be high," he thought, for ...he was staggering, having trouble with her balance."Are those tits real, or are you wearing falsies?" he asked her.She grinned at him. "Sure they are real! You wanna see them?" The girl raised her sweater up to her shoulders. She was not wearing any bra. Her breasts were quite real, he saw. "Whatcha think, mister? You wanna suck my tits, or maybe. Kathy was no exception. She began to wail, tears flowed from her eyes. I stopped licking but she just grabbed my head and forced me back onto her pussy. I drove my tongue into her again. She wailed again. Her legs shook wildly; her feet felt so good on my cock that I came, showering her feet and ankles with my cum. As my cum hit her skin, she came again, even more violently this time. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she stopped moving. I moved off of her and lay next to her. I got up and. She was curvaceous. However, she thought there was something missing. She had a life worth living. But she wished for one thing that she lacked. The boys she wanted were ogling at the ladies that have that very one thing she does not. She grew jealous. “I want to be thick,” She said to one of her friends, rocking her hips with sass.Sharmell was a freshman in college. She had chemistry class with me. As for myself, I was a junior. She sat by me. She was kind of talkative. She had my curiosity.. “You are a beautiful, horny and very naughty slut,” Adam said fucking me hard. “You are my dream MILF and I love you,” Adam said spanking me softly. The ‘MILF’ thing excited me and the ‘love’ part again upset me a little. “Fuck me, Adam,” I screamed forgetting the part where he told me that he loved me. “Fuck me really hard, I’m a big fucking slut who is fucking with her best friend’s son,” I screamed. Adam spanked me a couple of more times and then he made me lean back in the couch. I spread.