Every dress she wore was big on her. She had big tits that stuck straight out and the dress hung down over them making her look fat and it was down to... mid calf. She wore what looked like men's loafers that made her feet look really big. Looks wise she wasn't pretty but not bad looking. She drove a Chevy convertible and was always letting the older guys in the neighborhood drive it around. She was always with them though. Her house was our hang out house because she liked talking to all the. Step by step she follows me. I lead her to the large window. And let her feel my power.Stella Maris obediently bends over, with the upper part of her body leaning outside.I notice that by the light breeze she knows where I got her now, pimples at her arms.I tell her to spread her legs. She knows what is coming up now. Only not right where.I tease her with my big banana sliding up and and down her wet slit, seemingly undecided.Stella Maris moans again and gets wetter, while waiting for my next. I’m 27 from Pune working in a reputed company good looks average built much humorous and a happy go lucky guyThis incident happened almost 3 years back in my home town nearby to Pune on of my friend owned a internet cafe and we all friends use to hang out this cafe chit chat around and have fun it was kind of a daily routine or say our meeting spot where we friends spent some quality time.One day a girl named Navya name changed came to the internet cafe for surfing and those days Orkut was in. .. - theexquisite feeling of his balls resting against the delicate skin aroundmy stretched rosebud... - the hands that now cup my breasts, thrillinglyexploring their shape and weight, knowing fingers caressing the tautredness of my nipples and driving me wild... - my head resting backgratefully against the supporting strength of his left shoulder... - theluscious warmth of his cock, radiating so deep inside me...I am a girl for him, his lover and partner, sexual plaything and totalslave to his.