Her curves were slower to develop thanwere her breasts. Sam had put her on a strict diet, reducing her caloricintake by half and putting her on a musc...le-losing and cardio-buildingexercise regimen that had her drop 20 pounds, but she was still heavierand flatter than Sam wanted. Albeit, she would have found it impossibleto wear men's jeans anymore, If Sam would have allowed her to anyway. Shesighed a defeated sign as she prepared to turn around and pick out heroutfit for the day, but her train. I quickly discerned a girl, dressed in a skirt and a school t-shirt. She had dark hair that was soaked. She wasn’t overly thin; kind of thick, really, but in the right places. The water and steam from the showers had virtually pasted the shirt to her ample breasts, yet this was the tamest thing about her appearance. For, when I finally got an unobstructed view, it became clear that she was eagerly servicing those around her. She was straddling some lucky guy who was sitting on the floor. I saw tears well up in her eyes again, and I knew I had her. I reached out and brushed her cheek with my hand then slowly wrapped my fingers in her hair and began to pull her head down to the floor. I felt her give in, beaten. I whispered in her ear, “oh yeah, one other thing. After I fuck your ass, you will need to clean the shit off my cock… with your tongue”.Again she looked at me in horror, and I couldn’t help but laugh and I said, “Hey, there’s always the cold”, as I straightened up and. "It is you next Beverley" “ How did you get on Dave” I asked when Sally disappeared to the loo. “Well it was mostly postman's knock, a lot of snogging, and a feel of her tits, outside the bra and at the end, she pulled up her skirt and I saw her arse as she had on a thong.” Beverley came back "Sally your turn" I left the room for the loo and no doubt Dave and Beverley kissed and touched I did make a point of making a noise coming back. Soon it was my turn, the best.