Before sunday dinner

Kayla 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Meeting a man’s family for the first time is always so nerve-wracking. The guy I’m seeing how his family has this tradition of going to Mass together every Sunday, and then they rotate who will host Dinner each week. Considering it was my boyfriend’s turn this week, he invited me not only to Dinner but to attend Mass with his family as well. Talk about sweating like a whore in church!

I made it through, though, unscathed! Everyone followed us back to his house, and he told everyone to relax. We were just going to change out of our Sunday best and be right back down to cook the meal for everyone. I was nervous, to say the least, but when we skipped up the steps and into his bedroom, something came over me. I watched him undo his belt, and I pushed him into the bathroom to kiss him deeply.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

There’s a place just out of town where all the locals get together. Just an open field in the middle of nowhere. Everyone parks in a giant circle, and they turn on their K.C. lights. Someone blasts their stereo, and we escape from life under the stars. Every weekend, it’s the same ol’ faces. Small towns are like that. Everyone knows everyone, and everyone’s dated everyone else. Except for tonight, there’s a boy in the circle I’ve never seen before.

Some stupid girl brought a new plaything, not realizing I’d set my sights on him. Silly girl didn’t even consider he’d be stolen by a BBW teen. I felt his eyes on my curves while I danced on the back of someone’s tailgate. Every sway of my hips and bounce of my tits, he was watching. I waited till she wandered off into the field with her friends for a bathroom break and curled my finger to call him over.

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