John Walker had known Julie since she was ten, the gangly girl had certainly grown up.Julie looked up, "What?" Nothing, I was just admiring the view."...No you weren't you were thinking of fucking me," she said matter of factly. "Only I want you to save everything you have for that bitch Glenda." I have plenty to go around," John replied. "Those vitamins your dad developed work wonders for an old guy like me." Just remember not to fuck the Dean's daughter," she mused. "Daddy should have known. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned into him. He rose from the chair, holding her close to him, never breaking the kiss. Finally, he pulled away and their eyes met once more. She unlocked her arms and he allowed her to slide slowly down his body. She folded her legs gracefully underneath her as she did so, until she reached the floor and rested in a kneeling posture before him. Her hands rose upwards, starting at the bottom of his legs and traveling up them, massaging and. His hands first rested on her shoulders and then worked their way down herstraight back. Then, his hands lingered on her large butt. It was a good butt!He felt each cheek from several directions as though he wanted to memorizeevery contour. His hands moved under each cheek and hefted them up and downin a motion similar to what he had done with her breasts. It was as thoughhe wanted to also judge the weight of these large orbs. Then his fingers wentbetween each cheek, deep into her ass crack. He. ”She took a breath, sat up straight, and pulled her shirt up over her head. She had on a little white bra which looked too big for her.“See, you look beautiful,” I said. “But I want to see your boobs, too.”“They are so small, I barely have a B cup,” she said, red faced, and a little sad. I couldn’t understand it.“Most of my friends at school have big breasts, and I look like a little girl.”“Don’t listen to all the idiots at school. Boobs don’t have to be big to be beautiful. Let me be the.