Ying & Yang (Victoria)

Still breathing hard, Victoria can feel the small, soft blob of her belly expand and contract in her hands. Soft, fat pushing through splayed open fingers. It feels gooey and gross, the only outward blemish on her otherwise flawless body. A flaw unseen by nearly everybody. Still lamenting the self termed gooey grossness in her hands, Victoria licks her lips. Her pussy is still swollen and dripping and the heavy breathing is still causing her big and thick camel toe to gently graze back and forth against her tender, inner thighs.

*Swish, swish, swish...*

"Uh..." The redhead moans her hands turning, pointing her fingers down. Still catching her breath amidst the boiling, hot fires of her crotch she can feel the weight of the massive 30H bosoms pressing on her chest. "Mmmmmm... So stacked. I. am. so. stackkkkkeeedddd." Saying under her breath, her hips start moving back and forth, the foam pressed along her legs and ass gently messages her. "Mmmmm yeah... I am so hot... Uh... No one can stop staring at me... Uh... Everyone wants me... Uh, Uh... Stuffing this..." Pushing the front of her pants down Victoria exposes her big and hairy cunt gently bobbing in and out. "My big pussy... Everyone wants to feel it... Oh yeah... uh, uh, uh..." Sliding her fingers through the big mass of hair covering her pelvis she lets the left slide lower still. Penetrating the matted hair of the pussy lips, she plunges her middle finger between the folds knowing right wear to find her little but hard clitoris. Twirling it with her finger, Victoria lets loose a loud and long moan as her other hand slides up her top exposing one cup of her sports bra. Groping a giant boob and fingering herself, she starts to slide down the door towards the floor. "Ohhhhhhhhh! I am so sexy! So big in all the right places! Huge tits! Perfect ass! Everyone wants to fuck me, YES! UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH, UH!!!"

*SSSSQQQQQUUUUUIIIIIIRRRRRRRTTTT!*

Victoria's passions flood the front of her yoga pants, the hot and sticky goo running down her pants leg as she slumps to the floor in bliss. When the wave of euphoria subsides she climbs to her feet to take a shower and change.

Freshly showered, wearing fresh clothes and toting her duffel bag from her shoulder Victoria Elaine Black makes her entrance. It is a sight to behold. The pink, Under Armour sleeveless tee hugs her small torso like a second skin, ballooning outward in an epic fashion over her bouncing big tits. The top also offers slight stomach control which gives her midsection the appearance of being flat. Wearing a pair of black yoga pants, these are far more industrial than her previous pair that she had worn for running. With supportive stitching running up her legs and around her ass, they also serve to frame just how shapely and sexy they are. However the extra support does not extend to the crotch which means that Vicki's big camel toe is allowed to bulge freely and is practically unencumbered. Covering her feet now are a pair of pink Skechers with extra supportive soles meant to give her extra stability when lifting and doing exercises.

For those loitering around the lobby, seeing the buxom redhead walk in with curves to kill is a treat for everyone to enjoy, or scorn depending on who they are, everyday.

"I never get tired of seeing those knockers everyday!" An older, very fit man says as Vicki walks past.

The younger man standing next to him with his arms crossed over his barrel chest, looks her up and down like a piece of meat. "Or those legs and hot ass. If Lauren is a ten, Vicki is off-the-charts!"

Standing on the opposite side of the lobby a group of high school girls scoff as Victoria walks by, noticing them and giving them a wink.

"What a bitch! Did you see her wink at us?" The first girl, wearing a varsity cheerleading t-shirt says, her face twisting in disgust and annoyance.

"As if she is hotter than us!" Another girl wearing the same t-shirt remarks, her eyes bobbing up and down in time with the elongated stretch of Victoria's pink top.

"Why do you guys even care? We all have boyfriends, right? So what if she has bigger boobs and a bigger ass than us?" A third girl, tall and curvaceous, says like it is no big deal.

Listening, the first girl nods her head and grins. "With a butt like that I bet she's wearing Spanx or power panties. There's no way she's naturally that firm. Look at how jiggly her boobs are?"

Getting in on the dissing, the second girl adds, "I bet when she takes off her clothes everything just sags."

Reaching the desk, Victoria is still smiling. Love her or hate her she draws attention and elicits conversation. Good press, bad press matters not. as long as she is the focus then she is winning. Signing in real quick, she opens the side pocket of her duffel and reaches in. Pulling out her membership ID card, she slides it across the desk where the raven haired receptionist with doe like eyes is having trouble making eye contact. "Hey Nicki, is De'Jon here today? I have a 3:30 appointment with him."

Looking from Victoria's bulging top to her computer, Nicki hits a few keys and then looks up smiling. Well almost. She can see the smiling pink glittery lips, but like every day her eyes are drawn to the mega tits sticking out from Vicki's chest. They are just so damn big! Picking up the card from the desk, she scans it and then hands it back.

"Cool thanks." Victoria says taking the card and slipping it into the pocket of the big, black Converse bag. Tucked between her arm and her side, the bag looks nearly empty. Turning and walking from the desk, Victoria is no more than two steps and she stops and turns her head to look at Nicki. "My eyes are pretty too you know. But I can see why you hardly ever look at them." She says, her emerald green eyes sparkling, looking directly at the receptionist then glancing down at her big and luscious breasts.

Blushing profusely, Nicki looks away looks away bashfully, but with a smile. When Victoria finally walks away, she looks up only to stare at the wiggle of an equally big and round bottom. Looking at Victoria's waist to hip ratio and then at her own lean and thin frame, she pulls at the front of her t-shirt and sighs.

Seeing the entrance to the gym itself up ahead, Victoria instead turns and heads for the locker room. Walking in she finds her preferred locker and pulls it open. Digging into her bag again, she procures a pink padlock. Then she reaches in one last time and pulls out two oval shaped absorbant pads no thicker than pancakes. Reaching up under her top she slips them between her special sports bra and her flatter than flat chest. Fixing her top, she zips up her duffel and stuffs the bag inside her locker then slams the door shut and locks it. Noting that it is indeed locker number eight, she cannot help but smirk before turning on her heel and strutting away. Sashaying her big bottom down the hall, Victoria passes two more people and offers them small smiles. They look up returning the smile and then immediately go back to ogling her body discretely. Feeling sexy from all of the stares that she has received thus far, Victoria runs her hands up her hourglass frame. Starting at her rounded hips, she gently caresses her sides finishing at the underside of her big and jutting breasts. Pulling an elastic from her wrist, she quickly ties up her hair into a tight ponytail as she walks inside.

If it appears to be coincidental, it is not. Is it necessary for her to tie up her hair? Of course! But it also serves as the perfect excuse to walk in and showcase her perfect body. Looking up from the myriad of equipment, men and women young and old alike are all momentarily fixated on the redhead. With her arms raised and bent, not only is Victoria framing her pretty face, but also giving her body just the right amount of stretch as she walks. Not only does she appear to be plumber, but the effect also tilts her voluminous breasts slightly higher into the air thus giving her a slightly more youthful appearance. Also the slight slimming of the waist contrasts beautifully with her perfectly rounded hips and shapely legs. A picture of perfection that makes nearly every male stand at attention.

Smirking at the sudden bulges in the men's pants, Victoria looks towards the mat where De'Jon is patiently waiting for her, his own sexual chocolate inflated some. Knowing full well the caliber of her trainers cock, Victoria cannot help but grin as she lowers her arms, giving her top a reassuring tug down, and approaches him.

Standing at six foot two and 250 lb of solid muscle, De'Jon Brown is a towering hulk of a man. Graced with manly good looks, he is easy on the eyes. Sporting a goatee and a bald head, he looks every bit the bad ass, but when he smiles turns into a big teddy bear. Watching those big and bouncing breasts drop but still stick out, De'Jon loves the look of Victoria's oversized footballs. There is plenty of side boob to ogle too. His eyes fall even more, loving how her hips taper to a small waist while between those luscious thighs is a big and full camel toe. "Still working the usual?"

Stepping onto the mat Victoria stops and poses, placing her hands on her waist. With her body turned and her chest pushed forward, she turns her head slightly to look at her trainer and answers him with a big and perfect smile. "Chest, legs and butt."

Nodding De'Jon looks her up and down again, but this time like he is a sculptor and she is his artwork. "You have come a long way in six years." He says encouragingly. "When we first met you had a nice butt but your legs were pretty small and while you were busty, it looks like you have increased a cup size or two."

Looking down at herself, Victoria sticks out one of her legs and looks at it, twisting it to see as much as she can. "They certainly look different! I never would have imagined having legs like these! You are a miracle worker!"

"You are the one putting in the time, all I am doing is guiding you." De'Jon says as he takes a peek at Vicki's round and firm ass. "Let's get to work making a sexier you. Time to stretch."

Nodding her head, Victoria maneuvers to where she is standing side-by-side with her hot and sexy trainer. Following his lead she raises her arms and bends them grabbing both of her elbows. Doing so stretches her body once more, making her big, mouthwatering tits point slightly up and gently collide together. With her posture perfect, aka chest sticking out proudly and feet shoulder width apart, she starts tugging alternately on her arms while twisting her torso back and forth. Doing it together, trainer and trainee take turns scoping each other out. Victoria loves his head to toe, muscle-bound body and big junk pushing out his pants. De'Jon enjoys Victoria's bombastic curves and bulging fat pussy. While scoping out her enormous tits, he notices the slight but soft belly bulge sticking out between the hem of her top and the waist band of her pants.

Just as Victoria and her trainer start their workout, Nathan walks into the lobby of the gym. Grungy and dirty after a long day on the job site, he walks warily up to the counter. digging into his jeans pocket he pulls out his wallet and procures his membership ID card. "Hey Nicki... how are you doing today sweetheart?"

Having been watching him from the moment he open the doors, Nicki was immediately drawn to the bulge in his pants. Still staring lewdly at it when he approaches, she only looks up when he actually speaks to her. "I'm... I'm good." She stutters, blushing hard as she takes his card and swipes it into the system. "Here for a light workout?" She asked as she hands him back the card smiling flirtatiously at him, or the best rendition she can.

picking up on the shy smile and the flirtatious eyes, Nathan allows himself to smile as he takes the car, his fingers lingering on the tips of hers for a moment before pulling it away and putting it back in his wallet. Stuffing it into his pocket he looks down and then back at her flashing her a broad smile. "Yeah, I had a long day at work so I don't think I'll be working out like I usually do. The framework today kicked my ass."

"Uh huh..." Nicki replies still smiling. Watching him walk away she admires his muscular, but still small frame paying most attention to his firm and small buttocks. "So sexy...." She says a little too loudly. Hearing a gasp, Nicki looks back to the check-in counter and blushes when she sees a mother with her young daughter standing there staring at her with wide-open eyes! "Uh.... Um... I'm sorry." She mutters before taking the card quickly and checking the mother in.

Walking into the locker room, Nathan is quick to undress and shower. Scrubbing the dirt, grime and sweat from his body no, it's worse than a table and grabs the towel. Drying off he then wraps it around his waist before walking out into the locker room proper. Pulling out a pair of boxers, gym shorts and a white beater he gets dressed. Tossing a towel around his neck he then proceeds to the gym. Walking in he takes a deep breath and isn't really paying attention. Walking up to a deadlift bench drapes the towel over the empty bar and starts to stretch. As he goes he cannot help but overhear a couple of men a few benches away talking lewdly about a woman.

"She doesn't just have bombs, but H bombs!"

"Torpedoes aweigh, har-har!"

They are a couple of vets, hence the military reference to ordinance when talking about Victoria's big tits. Listening, but not really caring to look up, Nathan bends over to touch his toes.

"Damn. And a redhead too. I bet she is crazy in the sack!"

"I bet her tubes get flushed every night! Look at that hatch!"

"Her rumble seat is nice and round too. See those legs, best pair of masts I have seen in a long time!"

Just as the man whistles, Nathan finally looks up. Hearing the reference to the woman's legs, crotch and ass on top of her amazing tits, he scans the room for the woman in question. When he sees Victoria stretching with her trainer on the mats, he instantly sighs. Just yesterday he got to share a bed with the living eighth wonder of the world. thinking they had hit it off, he was more than surprised that she wanted nothing to do with him after her rather loud and embarrassing flatulence! Seeing her here and now he resists the urge to approach her. Given her behavior he does not want to risk her running off or calling security. Returning to his stretching, Nathan tries to ignore her presence but is soon finding his eyes drifting her way time and again.

Now standing with her legs pressed together and her arms sticking out like wings, Victoria is doing small arm circles. Even this exercise makes her giant orbs wobble slightly. Around the gym, the various members all take turns watching, grinning at the busty redhead's constantly gyrating boobies. They never stop!

"Okay... That's good." De'Jon says lowering his arms. "Now bend down and touch your toes. This will help loosen your quads."

"Okay." Victoria says. Dropping her arms she does just as she is told and bends over deep at the waist. Touching her toes with the tip of her fingers, she holds the position for a couple of seconds before standing up and doing it again. Up and down, up and down everyone is treated to more jiggling boobs and flashes of the pale white skin of her lower back. After the fifth bend however, another waistband appears from the waist of her sexy tight pants. It isn't panties, but a small sliver of nude color nylon pantyhose.

"One more then on the floor." De'Jon says staring right at her big and healthy ass.

Standing up, Victoria smiles and gives her pants a tug upwards. Sitting on the floor with her sexy trainer, they spread their legs and then reach for each other's hands. Taking them they start pulling each other back and forth alternating their glances from each other's bodies to their opposites crotches. Lingering on De'Jon's package, Victoria's mouth curls imagining all of the naughty things she could do with it. De'Jon is doing the same exact same thing as he switches from staring at Vicki's tits to her big and bulging camel toe. He is also watching her top too, smirking when the slightly stiff front panel inches up to expose her stubbornly soft middle. Seeing her little belly roll slightly over the waist band of her pants, De'Jon cannot help but smile, Miss Perfect has a cute, little flaw. and in his opinion it is not much of a flaw because most girls with giant jugs also have soft middles and muffin tops.

Finishing that stretch they then release each other's hands and go about stretching in front of them as far as they can go before alternating between touching the left foot and then the right. Next they stand up and stretch their hamstrings before getting in the ready position for jumping jacks.

"You know how much I hate these De'Jon." Victoria mutters taking a hard breath.

"I know you do but jumping jacks are a great way to do a final stretch of everything before we start the workout. Just give me 20 and then we can begin." he says Crossing his arms over his muscular chest, his pecs clear as day through his tight Under Armour t-shirt.

Grumbling she starts jumping and waving her arms up and down. "1... 2... 3..."

Now everyone in the gym has stopped doing what they were doing and watches as the busty redhead bounces up and down. From her swinging arms to her opening and closing legs as she jumps, there's so much happening all at once. First and foremost are the favorites, her big titties bouncing up and down wildly making her over stretch top dance along exposing flashes of her trim sides and stretched but still jiggling belly. Also her constantly closing and opening legs draws the eye to the bulge of her pussy lewdly stretching out the crotch of her elaborately stitched leggings. Since all the gawkers are too far away see anything more, it is De'Jon who gets to eyeball the nuances that Victoria does not like. with the action of her legs opening and closing, it is hard to spot but her big and firm looking butt is hopping slightly up and down. Also the wobble and jiggle of her belly is unmistakable and hard to miss. You would have to be blind not to see it. Then there are her boobs. Those big and juicy melons are hopping like crazy making her top bounce every which way but mostly up and down. not only that but her boobs bounce up and down as if they are hinged to her chest like a door on bounce up and down as if they are hinged to her chest like a top down closing window.

Underneath Victoria's top her sports bra is not budging an inch up or down her torso. The inflexible straps and bands anchoring her bra to her chest are doing their job perfectly. However, the individually gel-filled cups are a different story. The sports bra is just like her other bras, complete with seven hooks in the back and the same matronly construction in the front, the only difference is a swath of fabric stretching from torso band to torso band giving the bra the appearance of a sports bra. With her tits pretty much free to bounce however they please, she instead gets to deal with, and feel, the slow but certain shifting of the liquid gel filling out the torpedo shaped cups surging forward. So why not wear a legit sports bra over one of her regular bras? Because the benefits far outweigh the cost, one being shape. a sports bra compresses the breast whereas her special bra allows her boobs stick out imperiously and jiggle constantly.

However by the 15th jump, Victoria's torpedoes are beginning to resemble balls with the base of the cups stretching, thus evening out the gel-filled load. Feeling less weight and body, she prays that no one can really tell as the formerly firmly inserted sweat pads begin to slide around between her chest and the fabric panels enclosing her stuffed 30H cups. Fortunately for her men are stupid and all they see are big bouncing boobs! Counting off the final jumping jack, Victoria comes to a stop and with it so does her jiggling tummy and huge boobs. Feeling the gel expand across her chest, her tits instantly return to their torpedo like shape. Grabbing the hem of her top, she gives it a firm tug down hiding her embarrassing stomach to the world once again.

Paying close attention himself Nathan notes the changes in Victoria's body when she performs the jumping jacks. From the bulbing of her breasts to the wild jiggling of the flashing flesh of her stomach, he is convinced that Victoria's body is soft and plush. When naked her body is toneless and her breasts must sag. He even caught the sublinimal but hefty bounce of her big butt, meaning that it is a big and fleshy mass, nothing like the toned and firm appearance that she prefers it to be. "So she's not firm. Still she has a hell of a body! I'd love to see her wobble and jiggle as she rides me hard!" Nathan says, smirking to himself and returning his full attention to his work out for the afternoon.

"Okay, I feel all loose and ready to go." Victoria announces and then jogs in place to prove the point.

Watching her move, De'Jon laughs and looks away. As he does he performs a quick scan of the gym and notices that the other members are paying attention even if they are trying to appear as if they are not. "All right, all right. It is obvious you are ready to go."

The next hour is a showcase of lousy coaching and laughable execution. Victoria is De'Jon's only client. A close inspection of his exposed biceps would show that he too it's nothing more than a hack because needle marks adorn his dark skin. his muscles are nothing more then a fast and furious pumping of iron and a whole bunch of steroids. Everyone who is a regular knows this fact. While the men may laugh at De'Jon, none of them are laughing at the results he has helped Victoria achieve. Distracted by her stunning beauty, they fail to notice the glaring flaws in her workout regimen. Everyone except Nathan. Even though this is the first time he has run into her here and he is truly concentrating on getting in a good workout, he cannot help but notice the obvious. De'Jon may be taking her to all of the right machines and have her perform all the right exercises, but the mix of practically no weight and the short amount of reps proves that he is no coaching maestro and that Victoria is not really in shape.

If one is going to lift light, then many reps are needed to achieve toned results. If the reps are few then the weight needs to be substantial in order to build muscle. Between workouts he is watching with keen interest. When Victoria was using the crunch machine, he not only noticed when her belly and nylons would pop out, but he also noted the weight. She was curling ten pounds and complaining of soreness after ten reps! On the thigh buster it was the same weight and same amount of reps, ten pounds and ten reps. of course the view of her bulging box was a sight to behold and one that was not missed by any! On the lateral and the longitudinal chest machines she lifted no weight at all, But was more than adept at showing off how big her boobs were! the lateral flies were obviously her favorite because every time she would open her arms and the weightless pole would drop back into the weights, she would stick them out proudly before ensuring that her forearms were squeezing them together when it would be time to draw the handles closed. the leg exercises were no different. Doing leg curls, calf building exercises and strengthening her thighs, every exercise on every machine was executed perfectly with no work actually being performed. How she was sweating buckets by the end was perplexing to Nathan. She did however drink plenty of water, but not enough to justify the amount of bathroom breaks that she took. Each trip was short and every time she returned she looked refreshed and ready to continue.

As Victoria finishes her last exercise, bench pressing, Nathan stares at the Wonder Woman lying on her back. Her enormous tits are flattened and spread apart, the tips of her tits pointing east and west while her stomach rises up and down softly from her labored breathing. her legs are also spread to give her a firm base to lift bus allowing anyone and everyone to perv on her pussy. naturally That is what the men are doing and have been doing. Exhaling she pushes the bar, complete with two and a half pound weights on each end, up.

Spotting her is her trainer who is offering her encouragement. "Three more sexy sauce. Three more reps to the bigger and firmer looking breasts that I know you desire." Maybe bulking the muscles will give her the look of fuller breasts, but with tits already that big, the effects will be minimal if nonexistent. if anything too many chest building exercises will shrink the breasts, not grow them. More proof of his stupid, but why should he care? It is obvious from how he has spent his time with her that he is to busy ogling her body then actually helping her train it.

Finishing the final rep, Victoria sits up opening her legs nice and wide. Wiping her brow she slumps forward leaning her elbows on her knees, sweat soaking her pits and chest. Breathing heavily she looks up at De'Jon who is now standing in front of her.

Standing behind her and wrapping up his work out too, Nathan glances over and smirks at the swath of exposed nylon sticking out from the back of her pants. "No panties, nice." He says under his breath.

Watching her big chest heave, De'Jon is smirking. "You did really well today."

"You kicked my ass." Victoria replies. Taking a deep breath, she exhales slowly then sits up straight again. Holding out her arms, she smiles at him. "Help me up?"

"Certainly," He says taking her hands and pulling her to her feet. "Come on. Let's get you showered and outta here."

Nodding her head Victoria starts walking through the gym with him, eventually leaning her head against his muscular arm. "My whole body hurts." She says walking out into the hall.

"Then that means I did my job." De'Jon says with a smirk, sliding his strong arm around her waist. Stopping in front of the women's locker room door he steps in front her as she turns to face him. "Did you remember to bring your money this week?" He asks grinning slightly.

Looking down almost immediately, Victoria digs her toe into the floor. "No... I forgot it at home again."

"Ah..." He says eyeing the curvy goddess before him. "So how will I get paid?"

"I can bring it tomorrow." Victoria offers looking up at him batting her eye lashes, her hips gently rocking side to side.

"I need it... Today." De'Jon says watching her hips. "Maybe I can follow you home and you can get it for me?" He asks now staring at her big pussy. Glancing in either direction, no one at the end of the hall where the men's locker room is, he takes a small step to the side blocking the view of the lobby. "Please?" His voice now soft, his other hand reaching forward. Cupping her bulging sex, he traces the tip of his middle finger up and down her long and puffy slit.

Shuttering instantly, Victoria feels her knees go weak. Taking a sharp, pitched breath, she looks at him lustfully and rocks her hips back and forth. "Today? You really need it... Tonight?" She asks, her voice purring.

"Tonight is our night." De'Jon says dropping the charade. He doesn't get paid money to train, he gets laid. Pushing his finger into her folds he knows right where Vicki's little clit is and starts rubbing it.

"Oh fuck..." She groans, immediately reaching out and fondling his junk. Bouncing it through his pants in her hand, she doesn't actually rub him. "You know I can't say no to you and your big cock." She says just as she wets the crotch of her pants. "Get hard for me."

Feeling the watery squirt of her juices, De'Jon grins rubbing his hand in her wetness. "When I get to your house and you are wearing that sexy lingerie..."

Squirting again, Victoria is **** to back away. "I really need to shower now." She says covering her crotch with her hand. If she were wearing any other color it would look like she peed her pants. Being a squirter she almost is.

"I'll meet you in the lobby." De'Jon says then leans down to give Victoria a kiss and cop a squeeze of her big tit.

"Uh huh..." Victoria is practically purring, her knees buckling, sticking out her big ass as she continues to cover her crotch with her hand. Watching as he walks off, she turns and pushes her way through the door, disappearing into the locker room. trying to regain her composure once inside, she is speed walking to her locker. Spinning the combination she throws it open, grabs her duffle bag and then hurries to the shower. Stripping out of her clothes, the now buck naked Victoria turns on the water and gets clean. Taking 10 minutes to scrub, she spends another five on her big and hairy bulge. Having to take it off she cleans it between her hands. turning off the water she pulls out her towel and then dries the big and hairy mound by pressing it between the ends of it. Drying off her crotch she then refreshes the tape before sticking it back on securely. Drying the rest of her body off she finally gets dressed.

Appearing in the hallway with her hair down, she power walks to the lobby, her white, clunky four inch heels clacking loudly on the tile floor. Victoria is feeling extra sexy, wearing a matching white satin bra and lace booty short panty over her patented stuffed nylons. Covering the sexy ensemble is a tight green tee and a white, flowing thigh length skirt. Seeing the desk up ahead, she takes a deep breath, relishing in the feel of her big and heavy breasts rising.

"Hey Victoria." A familiar voice calls out stopping her dead in her tracks. Watching her turn her head and look directly at him, Nathan offers her a warm smile. "You look amazing."

Normally any time a hot guy compliments her is an excuse to pose and show off! Seeing that the guy is none other than Nathan, Victoria feels her stomach drop and pressure build up rapidly in her abdomen. Going white as a ghost, the need to fart suddenly overwhelms her. Clutching her big butt cheeks, she scampers away scuffing her feet!

Watching her confidence plummet the moment she looks at him, Nathan is suddenly speechless. Watching her waddle away holding her big butt, it is not until she is out of ear shot when he finally says, "Can we talk?"

Rounding the corner to the lobby, Victoria sees De'Jon waiting for her. Wearing a leather jacket over a black tee, jeans and black leather shoes, he is certifiably fuckable. Feeling her confidence suddenly return, she rolls her shoulders back and thrusts out her jaw dropping jugs. Breasts bouncing as she approaches him, she comes up from behind dragging her hand along his back. "Let's take my car, okay?"

Feeling her hand as he hears her, De'Jon looks over and down, smiling broadly at the proud display exploding from the small woman. Small body, big curves. Just the way he likes his women. The fact that she is white is a big bonus. "Ready?"

"I am born ready." Victoria replies then walks outside with him. The moment they step from the curb and into the parking lot, she arrogantly states, "Soon that big cock will be stuffing this big and hungry pussy."

"And these hands will be groping the huge tits and ass stuffed in your underwear." De'Jon says reaching back and giving Victoria's firm ass a big squeeze.