It was like a dam breaking. The awkwardness of sharing my body with her began to melt into the pleasure of being touched like that.I sat up higher as ...her left hand explored down below my waist, feeling my details through my bikini bottom. I began to pull at her suit, feeling her butt underneath it as she continued to suck my nipple. Her hand dipped inside my bottoms, pushing down through my pubes and finding the wetness between the lips of my vagina. I pushed my hips forward to open them to. What was her angle? What did she want from me? Did she need money? Was she in trouble? I bit my tongue and accepted the ride back to my quarters. During the ride I noticed more and more how much weight she had put on. Her small Kia Rio sagged down with her weight. Her ankles looked like cankles and her chin had become a double chin. Her belly protruded beyond her breasts and she had droopy flabby arms. Lisa had always been big but this was the biggest I had ever seen her. This looked like a. ”“People make the mistake of assuming that you are not there and potentially listening. What I was thinking of is that they have rooms here. The three of us could spend the night together.”“What lesbian sex. Ooh cripes. I am not sure.”“Leave the poor girl alone you sex mad seductress.” Bobbi didn’t want Sara scared by Champa’s enthusiasm.“No, I will give it a go. I trust you two and I want to be a bit adventurous. I admit I have wondered what it might be like.” Responded Sara much to Bobbi’s. I was always a skinny toddler and that carried on until I was in 5th grade when I started to get chubby in very specific areas. My boy breasts were very big like they were large enough to be considered busty in comparison to the rest of my body. I had a little tummy some chubby thighs and an extra big butt that stuck out like a shelf when I would stand up straight. Clothing was super hard to shop for because certain shirts would have my moobs whipping around like a baywatch clip. I didn’t.