James does and allows her to get to work.

Kendall returns nervous until James’ eyes drift to her, and then she finds herself in a state of thrilled arousal. He adjusts himself, his eyes lingering on her swollen nipples. She still hates James, and she hates him deeply, but two days of orgasms have programmed her to appreciate his arousal. His mammoth manhood, dense and large in his pants, seems to swell at her approach, and that alone is enough please her.

She stops beside him and stands still as he touches her. James’ hands roam her body freely, holding her by the hips and guiding her how he wills. Kendall obeys, moving without a word as he turns her in a circle, examining her thick thighs and plump rear. Kendall has always been embarrassed by her butt, which seemed to be the sole place where fat would gather in her youth. Now an adult, her bottom has only grown more pronounced as she has filled out and, where two children blessed her with D-cup breasts, it also cursed her with voluptuous thighs and a fat ass.

Holding her ass, James gives it a few smacks before laughing. “Shit, you’re so fucking thicc!” Kendall, looking over her shoulder at him, smiles when she finds him smiling. She can imagine him swelling and remembers the way he fucked her so hard from behind on the first day. James might not be perfect, but he seems to like her ass just fine, and that is a compliment she can’t ignore--her body won’t allow her to.

Wearing a crooked grin, James gives her bottom another swat before forcing her forward with one hand. She bends at the waist, sticking her ass out at him as he continues to group her. James’ hands are big and rough, a sharp contrast to Jackson’s softer, gentler mitts. It turns Kendall on, to be manhandled roughly, and makes her feel distinctly feminine compared to James, who is increasingly becoming a paragon of masculinity in her mind. Anymore, the rougher he is, the hornier she becomes.

Another swat and James paws her. “I mean, shit, you’ve always had a fine fucking ass, but the rest of you has filled out, too. Turn around and show me them fat fucking titties!” Moving her by the hips, James turns her to face him. Kendall offers no resistance, either, as she seizes her by her slender midsection before moving his hands up to cup her heavy bosom.

Kendall enjoys her breasts, though she has often felt self-conscious of the changes her body has undergone. As a child, she was always very skinny, and while not fat now, she is much more voluptuous and womanly as a result of her two children. She started with A-cups before her first daughter was born, and had only B-cups when she first met James. After their child, she stayed at smaller C-cups, with her breasts undergoing a sudden growth following her breakup from James. Jackson seemed to enjoy it at the time, though looking back, it almost feels like her body was only preparing her to be James’ slut in the future.

James squeezing her breasts roughly, forcing her to chew her bottom lip to keep from moaning. He thumbs her nipples through her shirt, and she leans into his hands. “Shit, Kendall, these things got fucking fat. What are you wearing now? C cups?”

Kendall blushes with pride as he holds her breasts together. He stares at them fixedly, as if hypnotized by them, and she is flattered by his interest. “D cups, actually.” James groans in response, and Kendall giggles despite herself. She covers her mouth to hide her response, but James already noticed and is grinning as he continues to tease her. He mauls her breasts a few minutes longer, staring at them, weighing them in his hands as he teases them, and then shoves her way. Sitting back, he extends his foot and makes his interest clear, and Kendall moves obediently.

She takes to her duties readily this time, removing his shoes and sniffing his socks once they are exposed. Her hatred for James has softened when it comes to his feet, the stink of them now coming to remind her gradually of their sex and of his cock. Removing his sock, she sniffs his foot again before showering it with kisses. It degrades her to lick his foot, and it is especially degrading to do it of her own desire, but the sight of his hard dick tenting his pants has her horny and willing, and at the back of her head she is convinced she might convince him to fuck her if she is good.

Staring him in the eyes, she sucks his toes, enjoying their stench while still recoiling at their flavor. It is not as pronounced as it once was, or at least she is becoming accustomed to it. A part of her is actually aroused to taste him, though she mostly sees it as an ends to a means. James watches her, clearly amused as he sips his beer. His cold eyes entrap her as her breasts had enthralled him, and she feels powerless with his toes in her mouth.

“Fuck, you look good with your lips around my toes, you know that? Maybe I should get you a mirror, so you can watch yourself doing it like you did with my dick the other day.” James wiggles his toes in her mouth, and she wiggles her tongue back, cleaning between them. “Thought I didn’t see that, huh? Well, I did, and I could see how much you liked it. And who can blame you? You look good with my dick in your mouth.”

That, Kendall had to agree with. When she first started dating Jackson, she had found him attractive and thought him well-endowed. Watching herself suck James yesterday, however, changed her mind. Physically, at least, she is better suited to a big man like James, who not only towers over her in height, but whose big dick can fill her to her womb.

James laughs. “You always hated it when I told you that you had them dick-sucking lips, but now you’re real glad to have a real dick to use them on, huh?”

Kendall smiles. In a way, James is insulting himself in ignorance. They had dated for two years before, and he wasn’t always so well-endowed. Still, his true intention isn’t lost on her and, comparing James as he is now to Jackson as he is now, she has a clear favorite. Comparing Jackson when she first saw him to James in the mirror as she sucked him leaves her swallowing laughter. There is no comparison that leaves Jackson looking good, she realizes, and the flame of her arousal burns even hotter as she drools on James’ toes.

James offers her his other foot, and she changes quickly, sniffing him in the same way before salivating on him. Continued exposure to his feet, she realizes, is leaving her complacent and willing. Even just from the start of the day, she finds herself more interested in tasting him than she had been at the start. Though a strong-willed woman, and uncompromising in her wants, she is powerless to refuse James any pleasure, and her willpower is fading fast in the face of her obedience. By the time she has finished the second foot, she is nearly drunk on him and completely **** to be fucked.

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