I loved her big fat round stomach that overshadowed her groin and her large droopy breasts. Her bras were the large lacy type and her back strap was ... reinforced 2 inches wide to cope with the weight and girth of milk laden tits. I had noticed recently that her bra was stuffed with breast pads to soak up the errant leakage of breast milk. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever known and I loved every inch of her. I had wanked myself to sleep many a night thinking of placing my penis. It's so gross. It's got dyke juice all over the place. It's running down your thighs and there's strands of cum going from lip to lip. It's slobbering all over itself just at the possibility of getting close to my pussy.".I couldn't help myself I started to cry. Her taunting was too much.She saw me crying and with a smile on her face said, " There, there, straight girl Kelly it's okay. I just turned your nice little pussy into a gross disgusting dyke cunt, and I love knowing that I have changed. He sat down on the couch, and I asked him if I could bring him anything. "Beer, if you've got any" he said. I went into the garage and pulled out some random, shitty craft beer that my parents used to buy. I walked back into the living room to find him sparking up a roach that I had clearly forgotten to clean up. "What the fuck? You smoke?" I asked as though I'd caught him fucking my dog. "So do your parents. Quite a bit if I remember correctly," he said matter-of-factly. I rolled my eyes and. That look was a look, and she’d meant to use it. I grab my second cup of the night and watch her begin dancing cup raised. I set my cup down, I decide I’d rather be sober for the night.Over an hour passes and the party is officially lit. strobe lights, loud music, pool skinny dipping and rowdy activities take place. Kira makes her first bathroom break with a swath of girls. All giggling and paling in comparison. I listen in to their bathroom conversation casually leaned up against the door. “I.