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This was a clear invitation he knew I couldn't resist. With all the junk at the end of the bed, I had to climb over him to get in. When I straddled him he grabbed my hips and I sat down on his legs. Now I've always been a little overweight but he didn't seem to mind my weight on his legs . His hands roamed up my body and under my shirt to my fatty man boobs. He looked me in the eye and said, "If you were a girl, you'd let me fuck you right?" I knew there was a girl he'd been working on in our church group, and that she must have refused him yet again. He pulled my shirt off and I took his off. I rested my hands on his muscular chest as he mauled my almost b-cups. "Chad, I've let you fuck me twice now, what do you think?" I stroked his dick through his underwear and I could see a wet spot growing. I got back off the bed and pulled down his jeans and undies until he was only wearing his gym socks. Then I quickly skinned off my shorts and straddled him again. I pulled his hands back. "I just needed to relax on the weekends." "Every weekend during the entire school year is my guess," Arthursnapped back. "Now you expect me to pay this, don't you"." "Well, that is..." Rick tried to think of what to say but found his mind wentblank. "Well I'm not." Arthur said as he glared at his son. "You're not going towork for me to pay it off like you might think you would. I'm not makingit that easy. You'll have to find yourself a job somewhere and pay it offyourself." "But dad,--" Rick tried to say."No buts, that's my last word on the subject." Arthur said as he put the billaway. "How am I going to pay it off?" Rick thought; as he took off his hat andgown, headed down to the race track to watch the female, Japanese racers. "What am I going to do?" Rick thought as he put his coin in the sodamachine and watched a grape soda drop out. When he opened the cap;however, it began to fizz up. It wasn't fizz, but smoke that formed into agenie dressed in a grape harem outfit. "I wish I.
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