She's around nine months pregnant already and looks like she swallowed a fuckin' beach ball."So, go pee. What are you telling me for?" I can't sit up,...can you help me please?" she asked waving her hand around hoping I'd grab it."Fuck no, get up yourself. I ain't your damn slave!" I'll help you," Jeff said wimping out and taking her hand. Even he had to struggle to get her fat ass to sit up."If you weren't such a fat cow, you'd be able to get up on your own. As soon as this kid is out, you'd. To vo boli kya fayda husband to sal me ekhi bar aate he. Fir vo sad ho gayi. To mene unko kaha koi bat nahi me huna . To rima ne muje hug kar liya or boli thankyou.Kya batau dosto jab usne muje hug kiya to mera land khada ho gaya or uske boobs mere chest ko touch kar rahe the to bahot hi acha feel ho raha tha. Fir mene bhi usko samne tight hug kiya. To vo kich nai boli fir kuch der ase hi hug karte rahe . Fir mene uski or dekha or apne honth uske honth par rakh diye. Or vo bhi response dene. Yeah, I guess you could say Tina wanted me to do stuff with her husband, to be nice to him like she was with you, but also so that she could get off as she watched us. I wouldn’t have been surprised at that, you know, her watching me and her husband fuck and maybe even eat my pie. Nothing new there. But when we got to her place her husband was already with another guy. Fine, gay guys in one bedroom and the women in the other, that could have worked.”Tracy paused, as though trying to remember. I don’t like a bunch of rug munchers hanging around my town. I suggest you take your little asses while they’re still intact and get the hell out of here.”“Fuck you, fatso,” said the one in the black shirt. She started to walk toward Claire but stopped about four feet from her. Evidently, she had seen that Claire was heavy but she didn’t realize how big and tall she really was. The woman was about 5’5″ and 115 pounds as was the other.