Wednesday Fuck Session

After waiting another 2 school days, the Wednesday fuck session is finally here. You pull up into Taylor's house's driveway, a decent sized house with 2 stories and a large front yard. You park your red Ford Fusion on the street beside her house and exit the car. Walking up the driveway, you tell yourself how lucky you are to be able to fuck this sexy chick. She was in your eyes, the most sexy girl you've seen in your life.

You walked up to the door and rang the doorbell. A few seconds later, the door opened, and Taylor was behind it, wearing a tight black t-shirt with the words in a Star Wars font "my mind is in a galaxy far, far away" enscripted on it. You could see a bra underneath her shirt, and she was wearing skinny jeans. "Hey, Aiden, come on in." She says. This was weird. It was the part of Taylor you were used to seeing, before you had her in bed at the party. You stepped in and closed the door. Taylor smiled. "Aiden, I don't want to use you as just a fuck toy. You're so much more than that. You're an amazing lover. She says, standing on her tippie-toes she kissed you on the lips.

That made you very happy, knowing Taylor thought of you as more than just a hot guy with a big dick.

"Don't worry." You say. "You're more than just a big rack to me, too." You say, making Taylor giggle. "About my rack... We remeasured my breasts yesterday, and it turns out that... Wait for it... I'm a 54 HH cup."

"Ho-lee shit." You say. You start to get hard. Taylor smiles as she feels your coco pressing up against her. "Wanna see the proof?" She asks, as she takes her shirt off, throwing it on the ground, and then undoing her bra, revealing those giant homegrown milk jugs. You pulled your pants down. "Fucking hell Taylor. I love your boobs too." You say, pulling your boxers down as well. She giggled.

Your 8 and a half inch erection throbbing.

"Well, do you want to get right to fucking or what?" You ask.