" *****They sat in the car saying little for the first half of the two hourdrive from Sacramento to San...Francisco. Finally the tension got thebetter of her husband. He looked over at her as she drove the two yearold Ford sedan across the rolling hills of Northern California."Honey, thank you again for what you did. I mean not pressing charges."He paused to see if she would reply. She did not. "Aren't you going totalk to me at all," he said filled. We again started smooching wildly while I was rubbing her back inside her tee shirt and feeling her soft ass. I was unable to digest her smoothness and removed her t shirt. A pair of white bra and panty welcomed me and my mouth was open to see that beauty. I was not sure what to do when she seductively removed her bra and her 34 beast popped out. I only saw that beauty in porn movies, well shaped, firm with blackish areola. I just grabbed them in hurry and started playing with them, mean while. “What?” Coyote asked in his thoughts.“Nevermind.” Logan waved it away. “You wouldn’t get the reference.” He took a deep breath and blew it out with a shake of his head. “Well, that is going to be a tough nut for two people...”“And a Hound.”“ ... to crack. Historically speaking, there are only three ways to defeat a fortified position. Full assault, surround and starve, or infiltrate from the inside. Unfortunately, all three typically involved having an army at your back.”“What is army?” she. And the way they fit, it wouldn’t have taken much paint. The Underoos were so stretched and distorted by Becky’s bulk that they might as well have been a bikini. They made Supergirl’s skin-tight costume look downright modest, hugging tight against her monstrous thighs and stretching tighly over her developing bust. But then again, Supergirl didn’t have a body like Becky Finklestein.“Oh my goodness,” Gloria blurted out.“Dios mio,” Ernesto mumbled.Becky smiled, and her braces gleamed in the light.