And I am fat. Just the thought of being exposed in front of my therapist has sent goose bumps of fear and trepidation all over my body;... and yes, there is excitement too. My body may seem non-sensual as it sags but my curves can certainly be quite voluptuous. Fully clothed I may not "turn-on" the Average guy or even get their "organ" to play its music, but my body can most definitely be a work of art. A wonder of creation it certainly is, as too is everyone else’s. Brian marveled at the lack of similarity between Terese and Blair, how two slender, blonde hotties could be so different. Blair’s hair was honey blonde and thick, Terese’s was almost platinum, thinner, more flowing. Blair was slender, curvy, slightly sculpted, in a soft way, Terese was taller and leaner, her figure more liquid, pouring from one feature to the next. Blair’s breasts were round, firm, with small, pink nipples, Terese’s were slightly more conical, more prone to bouncing enticingly. I told her that this will hurt. She told me she didn’t care she just loved me. Loved me? Loved me? How could she love me? I didn’t understand nor did I want to. I took the tip of my dick and I put it right between her lips. I slowly started to push. It wasn’t long before I reached her cherry. I decided not to go soft on her and I broke it with one fast thrust, she screamed and tears rolled down her cheek. I didn’t stop I started pumping faster and faster, and I think part of me wanted. Meanwhile we were served hot steaming coffee and pakoras. Rachana aunty was looking so smoking hot that I was getting mesmerized, two of the top buttons were open and the hint of an ample cleavage was visible. It was utterly uncomfortable for me as my manhood was deifying my commands and has grown to its fullest eight inch size, making a huge tent in front of my shorts. I guess she also has senses my itchiness as I suddenly caught her staring at my bulge with a hint of a smile in her lips. As.