"Just look at me. I was smallerthan you when I began to gain weight way back when. And I'm fatter thanyou are now. You have MUCH more potential."Debbi...e shuddered inside. She knew Jenny was right."Why just look at Mary over there," said Jenny. She pointed to thecorner of the room behind Mrs. Smith. Mrs. Smith turned around andstopped dead in her tracks, her mouth gaping open. "Yes," said Jenny toMrs. Smith. "That is Mary. She is our newest poster girl. I'm havingphotos taken of her later today. Single mug and coffee pot in hand, she came over to the booth and said, "Welcome back, Robert," as she poured my coffee.She paused, looked at the girls who were wearing jeans, matching blue sweaters and their shearling-lined bomber jackets, and then at me, and said with a smile, "Robert, if I'd known you liked younger women, I'd have asked you out myself!"She winked at the girls, which resulted in the expected giggles."Robyn, these are my daughters, Anna and Lea."She looked at them and then at. Made me glad I was lucky enough to be roomed on as far away as I possibly could be.As I passed by the cafés leading up to the school, I picked up my pace to make it though the sea of women without getting caught by any of them. I noticed a barrista down on his knees under a table getting some froth from a muscled futa. Seeing how jacked she was made me so curious about the futa. I’d seen pleanty of pictures of them, and on my walk I’d now seen dozens, but I just couldn’t wrap my mind around how. Her breasts were as full and glorious as ever, but I knew that all eyes would be on me and my bride today, so apart from sneaking the odd admiring glance at Victoria’ gorgeous body, I behaved myself.Looking at the photographs later, there is one in which Victoria is clearly thrusting her breasts at the camera, which I would never object to her doing.So, to the point of the story. Throughout the day, Victoria and I had shared embraces and kisses and I had enjoyed the feel of her body pressed.