So far she had never told about her vital statistics. I had enough glimpses over it and still I’m not bores, with the way it wobbles (I mean her boo...s and ass) I came to know her size was bigger than what I expected for her stature, it would make any guy go crazy. We entered final year of our college life and my dad had gifted a new car. We went together for a college function, she was hot in her pink saree her usual smile and inviting lips and her paralyzing perfume and the surprise was blouse. If we switched locales, Cashen might get suspicious.I called Bill and he agreed to meet with Susan and me later that afternoon. My unwillingness to reveal any information over the phone really piqued his interest."You remember Amber, don't you," asked Bill in way of an introduction as he ushered us into his house. "She's gained a little weight since the wedding, but it looks good on her, doesn't it?"We shook hands with an extremely pregnant Amber. She was a small red head with freckles and a. ’ She admits. ‘And I was so hoping to come up with an original insult for a girl I just met!’ I tease her. I find out that she is four-foot ten, and ninety-two pounds. She is about six months away from her twentieth birthday, but she looks so much younger. I decide not to tell her about the ‘spinner’ comment from Jake, since she might misconstrue my interest in her. I lose track of what she was saying at one point in the conversation, just staring into her blue eyes, and searching her pretty. I did. “Touch your toes.” “Place your hands back on your hips.” “Spread your ass cheeks. I need to examine the asshole.” I did as I was told. I felt my pussy lips growing engorged and my clit begin to throb. What was going on with me? Dr. Johnson was rustling around in his kit. “This will be a little cold,” he said and I felt his thumb press against the opening. He had coated his thumb with gel. It felt very nice. “A little pressure,” he said and pushed his thumb deep into my ass. I pushed.