During our many clambakes in his car we talked a lot about women, our shared experiences. I don't necessarily remember telling him that I had an attra...tion for BBW's, but he probably sensed it because of the scope of my experiences and some of the details I provided. In any event, he thought I might be just the player to take one for the team.He had been casually dating a girl, Katie, with whom he wanted to be in a more committed relationship. She had a friend, Denise, who she really wanted to. I licked every drop of whiskey on her neck, I pulled out her shirt which then tore apart, I could see her black transparent bra and her cleaves contained whiskey I started licking her cleavage as she tightly pressed my face against her boobs and started breathing heavily I rolled my tongue all over her bra covered boobs.Life without hooks would have been so much easier. I was struggling to see how great her body would be without hooks, I could not open her bra as I was holding her by her hips. The thought that crossed my mind was..."they aren't wearing any condoms". This bastard rammed as hard as he could into my butt, I tried to cry out around the gag and only ended up chocking my self. My eyes bulged something awful and scared my tormentor. He quickly reached up and ripped the gag from my mouth shaking my body angrily saying 'bitch don't pass out now, don't pass out now'. I gasped for air and cough as he pulled his mammoth fuck tool from my very sore aching butt hole. The third. Away from the river and the tow path," I told him. We quickly left Fontenoy-le-Chateau. A mile or so out of town we found a small forested area. We pulled in there and all dismounted. Pat and I tied our horses' reins to the cart. We unhitched the cart team and tied them to the sides of the cart also."Everyone circle the cart and the horses and join hands," I told them."Wait!" Clare told us. "Give us a minute to prepare the horses." All right," Pat and I agreed, as the sisters went to each horse.