Britney replied, "no problem at all. i'm Britney." Jeffrey offered her a drink and she accepted and they sat and talked for a bit. Jeffrey then came t... re-fill Britney's cup and tripped and spilled water all over Britney's shirt. "i'm so sorry Britney. i slipped and i dont know what happened, let me help you clean that up" he came over with a towel and started drying Britney's shirt. as he did this he ran the towel over her breasts and gave them alittle squeaze.to his surprise Britney didnt. They were created for the bigger girls than her. As the doors slide open, the huge space inside is well lit and cooled. The elevator is bigger than Paola’s room and she easily shuffles inside, her sack dragging softly behind her. Paola loved the fact that she didn’t need to cram inside, people hardly think how hard it is for a girl like her to move vertically. If she took the stairs she would be out of breath and dripping with sweat, exhausted from logging her balls behind her. Escalators were. This was better than I hoped for. I felt him lifting his hips up to me giving me the hint. He still didn’t ask for it. Just say “suck me” I thought. These boys! I couldn’t wait any longer. I dropped my head down straight onto his cock and slipped it all the way down. His groan was a delight to my ears. Another boy groaning from my pleasure. Something he had never felt before. His first mouth and I will make him remember it forever. I swirled my tongue around and. She knew she didn’t have the time to read the message until he came back to bed and fell asleep. It wouldn’t take long, of course, but she didn’t want to keep this man waiting any longer than necessary. That’s pathetic, she realized, noting how wet she had become just by thinking about him. I literally just dried myself! “You weren’t lying,” she said to her husband as he emerged from the bathroom. “You really had to go.” “Yeah, like painfully bad,” he replied, slipping back into bed before.