When I entered I couldn't see Chloe. Just then the door closed behind me and I felt a hand reach around and grab my dick."Ahhh, Chloe??? What are you ...doing?" I asked. "We can't do this, it's not right."I turned around to see her petit frame naked, her mound glistening with juices.I then caught the smell of her sweet nectar."I need you, I have never made love to anyone except Charles and I couldn't go on without alteast knowing what another mans cock feels like" She stated.Her smooth hands on my. Using the sash I bound her wrists and then wrapped up as high as her elbows, drawing slowly and carefully until her elbows were touching behind her back. Ashley‘s breasts were pushed forward, her back bowed, just as I had hoped.Once she eased down to her knees, I had only to take hold of her hair behind her head and she opened her mouth and I guided my fat me pull into the back of her throat. This felt SO good, and I took my time, gently yet firmly fucking this gorgeous woman’s throat. Leaning. "Sometimes we just make do with however little, or however much, we wind up with in life. Besides, I've managed this long." Boy, was THAT defense paper-thin!I'm not surprised at her "oh you poor baby" response, which included this following sermon. "I remember a friend of mine from three years back. Her name was Jolene, and she was dealing with the same things you're going through with your breasts. Her doctor called her condition 'Gigantomastia' because her huge breasts were having a really. Peter's gaze returned to Clara's face. She was smiling demurely, and her color was high. * Peter and Clara saw a lot of each other. Their awkward touches became hand holding, the hand holding became arms around shoulders or waist. In private, their tentative kisses and touches graduated to hot, wet lip locks and intoxicating caresses. One night a couple weeks later, they found themselves at Peter's basement apartment. It was in his parents' house, on a side street a half mile off campus..