As they began stretches she bent down to touch her toes and heard a loud tearing sound only to find that her shorts had split a few inches down the si...des, leaving more of her stomach flab bulging out as she moved. Laughing to her students, "it's just another incentive to lose weight," as she gave a nice pat to her belly and tried to keep a smile on. She would have to lose the weight or look like a total fool. She could barely believe her boss bought that getting fat on purpose story.As poorly. I was in a sort of funny out of it feeling and he lowered my head and then shoved his fat dick into my mouth. It actually felt wonderful. He fucked my throat hard and then I felt another feeling at my bum. It was wet and warm. I couldn’t see what was going on but then I heard Tony say.

“That’s it Bob, tongue that arse, get it ready for what it was made for. He is going to love it, eventually.”

The feeling was just amazing and I felt I was like writhing around the bed with a dick in my. He picked up the pace and really started to use me. I was so turned on, I didn’t really feel the pleasure yet but it turned me on knowing that I was getting him off. I reached in between my legs past my cock and rubbed his balls everytime he fully inserted himself. Rick was moaning and grabbing my jock strap forcing me to slam my ass back on his cock. This was what really caused me pleasure.After a couple minutes Rick pushed me over and laid down. I got up and straddled his cock. I never. Then another, half an hour later. It was the third car, ten minutes afterwards, that clued me in on why the place had suddenly become so popular; that one was a pickup truck with a gun rack prominent in the rear window. Apparently the place was picking up the slack before skiing took over by doubling in brass as a hunting lodge.Susan sniffed a bit—"boys and their damn blood sports!" was her comment—but I found quietly that it suited my purposes well. We argued about it a bit; she hated hunting.