My waist was never fat but whatever surplus there was, seems to havecoated my bum and hips. The feeling that I had that I was sitting on acushion, has... become stronger. I am either going to have to buy Americanmen's jeans (bigger in the arse) or start wearing women's.When I started my gym routine today I was referred to as miss severaltimes. I could not hide my boobs in gym kit. I am going to start runningtomorrow. Thinking about that, maybe Jen is right about a sports bra atleast.My crown. He started touching her, sliding his fingers up and down on her smooth buttocks and pressing firmly into her crack. But he didn't have the guts to put his finger up her ass, which really would have gotten me off.By the time I managed to tear my eyes away, Julie was kissing my neck with her eyes shut tight as she groaned and writhed in pleasure. I kept ramming my fingers into her, stealing glances over to the other car as I finger-fucked Julie with all my might. My hand pistoned in and out. .. I could almost feel the nonsensical words in my soul. Obviously someone was trying to put thoughts into my brain. The chanting was repetitive and never ending. Who was doing this to me? I tested my movements again. I still couldn't move. Suddenly I felt an uncomfortable swelling in my butt. The buzzing started and whatever was in there was getting bigger. Then it was deflating in a pulseing manner. The buzzing was increasing every time the thing got bigger. Then the thing felt like the thing. I'm getting pretty tired, so I'm going to go bed,” I said as I got up and made my way over to the tent. When I got there I slipped out of my clothes and and put on a pink t-shirt and a black thong. But I didn't leave everybody because I was tired, I left because I was getting turned on by the thought of getting fucked by my cousin. I climbed into my tent, lay on my back and began rubbing my pussy through my panties with one hand while I squeezed my tits with the other. I tried to stay as quiet.