We started to leave and Dixie and I got on the elevator. Thinking I had pushed the button to go down the levels, I instinctively put my arms around Di...xie and pulled her close. Our lips locked and we deeply french kissed for what seemed like eternity. It was only when the doors opened to the elevator that we quickly pulled away. It was then I realized I didn't push the button. I pushed it again making sure and we went straight down and left the building.We talked for a bit and she wanted me to. Morgan spent a lot of time alone. She had no close friends to confide in, she felt like she was a freak of nature and besides that she was constantly horny, it was like her libido had grown with her size. She was wearing a 44DD bra but on her, her tits didn’t look all that big. She could palm a basketball, but didn’t have the skill or ability to play. She had to either make her own clothes or save forever to buy one good outfit. She cried when she got shoes because her feet were so big. But the. The previous crushed hardcore surface had been replaced by a wide expanse of clean and bright concrete, and Mr Johnston turned and explained."It's been a busy year! Now that we're having frequent deliveries and collections with the big thirty-two foot articulated lorries, which need unloading with a forklift truck, the old surface wasn't firm or level enough. We've heard that the Americans are now using their forty-foot steel shipping containers for exports, so lorries are likely to get even. She felt the snap of her tight jeans being undone and she sighed at the sudden freedom as the pressure on her stomach was relieved. Her sigh grew as his hand caressed her belly. As she felt her jeans being pulled down over her hips she vaguely thought she ought to protest, but she couldn't understand why, since the fondling fingers on her body felt so good, especially when they pressed into the soft globes of her ass, lifting her off the bed, her jeans sliding down her legs and away.As the.