I texted her to see if she was running late. When I didn’t get a response after a few minutes, I remembered all that work from the previous night. I...had no doubt that the poor lady must be buried.However, when my workout ended with still no return text, I became a little concerned. It wasn’t like her to not respond at all. I headed over to her apartment – she finally let me know that it was apartment 712 – and knocked on the door. I thought I heard some rustling around inside, but there was no. He woke fully to the sensationof someone wiping his face and forehead with a damp cloth."Oh, look who's awake? Hi Brad!" It was the redhead from the dream -standing over him with a washrag and a towel, wearing a bikini that leftlittle to the imagination. She stepped back with a big smile on her(beautiful!) face, and Brad sat up a little straighter. He realized he hadbeen moved from the couch to the chair. He was groggy and head felt tooheavy for his neck as he began to fully come to. Snapping. So what has changed your mind and yes I would not hesitate in fucking you both, especially you Karen for out of the two of you, you had the best set of tits”.A few seconds passed and then she was back on the line. “Like my tits, like my photo?” Seconds passed and then a full nude appeared and he gave a gulp for Karen had been a bit plump but this photo showed a woman almost obese, her tits hung almost to her navel, great melons of flesh with a large almost purple nipple surrounded with a. I lifted her and took her to the drawing room. I asked her to keep her eyes closed and made her stand. I held her by her waist and went close to her and whispered in her ears to open her eyes. She opened her eyes and was still for a few secs. Then I felt her hands on my hands. I hugged her tighter. She was well surprised.Her surprise was: I had put the dinner on the table, Kept beer bottles on it. I had also turned off all the lights of the room and lit a lot of candles in the room. Most of the.