Guess I amreally a Blair.As it turned out the Chantelles still fit and felt the best. Maybe I amspoiled but one thing I have definitely learned over t...he past few weeks,there may be nothing as annoying as an uncomfortable bra. Women complainabout girdles or pantyhose or heels but they are a walk in the park nextto a poorly fitting bra. I ended with 5 in total, 2 beige, black, pink,and the red lace one I had first tried on. Must have been feeling a littlesilly because I opted for the matching hip. I am sixteen. I can handle myself.”“Okay, well you can put your stuff up stairs hun. Get settled in.” Brandy threw her stuff in the corner of the room that she’d be sharing with her cousin. She lay on her bed and read for awhile. Her interest waned fast and the clock only showed 4:14 . “Fuck, I’m bored. I guess I could get online, surf a bit.” The screen didn’t turn on when Brandy moved the mouse. It didn’t take long for her to realize that the screen had been turned off. She clicked the on. James spent the drive home thinking. The morning had already held some unpleasant surprises, not the least of which had been trying to find a pair of pants that fit. Almost every pair that he owned was now extremely tight in the upper portions. Although his height had not changed, the proportions of his lower extremities had. He had eventually given up and selected a pair of sweatpants, much to his mother's chagrin. The changes were indeed subtle. Looking in the mirror, James could still easily. She gushes like a fountain, as usual, as she cums over and over again. Her pussy grips me like a vise but I just fuck her harder as tears roll down her face, her breath fluttering under her ripe breasts. I pull her out of the soaked back seat and help her to the front of the car where I d**** her over the hood with her ass in the air. I finger fuck her dripping pussy with three fingers as she continuously cums, her juices running down my arm to my elbow. I step in close behind her; my stiff.
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