“Bullshit,” she says, “I may be young, but I can tell when a man is all hot and bothered.”“Kalli,” you begin, “I’m sorry.”“I’m n...t,” she says, playing with your necktie, “I always thought you were hot. I’m flattered. I didn’t think you’d noticed me.”“You were a kid.”Kalli leans forward; her lips brush your ear as she whispers, “Well, Evander, I’m not a kid anymore.” She kisses your neck softly, sending shivers up and down your spine. You pull her close, wrapping your arms around her; she is. It creaked open and I walked into the foyer which had beautiful carved wood arches above the doors and dusty crystal and porcelain vases and trinkets. The flowers that were in a vase on a table in the center of the room had not been changed in months. They were wilted and brown and they drooped to one side. The rest of the house was the same, with dust covering the antiques and furniture. I headed upstairs to the guest bedroom, where I remembered staying when I was a little girl. On my way. ” He says moving my hand off of his chest and taking it in his own hand.Max closes the distance between our lips and kisses me. At first I don’t respond, my emotions are spinning, my whole world would change if someone caught us, but I relax into the kiss and it changes from sweet and soft into hard and possessive and I can feel myself becoming really aroused.Max pulls out of the kiss with a huge smile on his face, “wow you really do have a thing for me.” He laughs looking down at what I’m sure. As he rounded the corner, he immediately collided into the huge squishy tits of his fellow poker player and vision of his fantasies.“Excuse me,” he said as he became more excited from having felt her large soft tits against his body. “That’s okay,” responded the thick round vixen, “I was looking for you anyway”“Really, why?” he asked puzzled.“Cuz your wife said I should come play poker with you since she took me out,” replied the heavy honey. “Really,” he quipped.“Yes,” she said grabbing his.