” She did as he asked.“My name’s Carlton. Yours?” he said.“Jenna,” she said.“Well, Jenna, what say we get right to it if that’s all ri...ht with you,” he said.“Okay,” she said. Good she thought, this might be over quicker than she’d even dared hope.As she slowly disrobed, he watched for some two or three minutes, staring at her swaying tits and hips. Finally, naked, she stood looking at him. That she was self-conscious in front of this fat slob was pretty obvious. But, she didn’t back away or try. "After getting her attention, she whispered, "Teresa Scalia is going to win the Costume Contest. I got a look at the judges scorecards and there's no one even close." Oh no! That can't be! I don't want her waltzing in here and walking off with that Vermont trip," exclaimed Barbara."So what?" Mark interjected. "If she wins the prize legitimately, then so be it." Mark, I'm not going to let that happen. She's not winning that prize!" Barbara, I'm giving you fair warning. Do NOT cause any problems. I asked Diane if she has ever masturbated. Diane says. "Yes, Debbie has taught me everything she has learned from Bobby... And quite often Debbie and I even masturbate together. But when Debbie talks about the great sex she is having with Bobby, I get jealous."I said. "What about the boys at school, I'm sure there are plenty that would love to fuck you."Diane says loudly. "What, those high school jerks, there is only one decent guy in my school I would let fuck me and Debbie is already fucking. Not she cared tuppence!She had them all doing push ups, standing over each in turn and making the air blue with her contemptuous insults. Ten tired naturists were astounded at just how much this horrible woman was able to get out of them. But Fatso was struggling just to lift her vast bulk an inch off the ground. As her body lowered to the floor, her enormous breasts spread out beneath her and when she had raised herself as far as she could, they still brushed the ground. With distaste, Gloria.