“Who says I followed you? Maybe it was the other way around. I always come here after a ball game”, Bigtime said halfheartedly. “Yeah, sure, wha...tever.” Scooby shrugged, “But look at us. We are both here. This could be the beginning of a beautiful adventure.” Bigtime’s eyes narrowed. “I eat beardogs for breakfast.” He bragged. Scooby smiled again: “That’s’ cool, Short Stuff. But tell me, what part of the beardog you eat for breakfast, and do you swallow to?” Bigtime was infuriated at that point. What an aroma. My next move was to get into one of the booths that have a glory hole so I can get my lips around a cock. I quickly find one and after entering I shut the door. I kneel down and look through the hole to see if anyone is in the other booth. No one is there so I start flipping through the channels to find a good movie. Soon after finding one, I hear someone enter the booth adjacent to mine. I again kneel down and this time I see a guy playing with his dick through his pants while. It was like a dream, watching her buoyant jugs lull softly with every step. Enchanted, your steps subconsciously wheeled you around, stalking the busty goddess.Even from behind you could see her tits, so wide and full that they peeked around her arms. Your hands were shaking softly, your lips quivered as you whispered to yourself, “A closer look, need to get a closer look.” Your steps quickened as your heart continued to race, no way you were letting the fattest set of boobs you’d ever seen out. It was raining when I got up Friday morning.Later my mother said that she had called Sara's mother and invited herand Sara for lunch. And, when they arrived, Sara had me help her bringsome bags in from the car.During lunch, I said, "Mom. This sounds so weird. But, were can Saraand I do... well... "My mother and Sara's mother were grinning. Then my mother said, "Honey.Don't be nervous. Mrs. Monroe and I know what you want to do. Wherewould you like to do it?"I looked at Sara, and she said,.