I couldn’t even believe my eyes!
It wasn’t just any random girl gripping my hand; it was our class president Lola Miller. If anybody could rival Heather in popularity, it was her.
“Oh, hey Lola, w-what’s up?” I nervously stammered.
“Meet me in the bathroom after class.” Lola whispered.
After class?
Well, she always WAS more responsible that Heather was.
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Like clockwork, English started and ended; I walked into that bathroom grinning ear to ear. I slipped into a stall and smiled eagerly.
I watched Lola walk in, her dress shoes morphing into tall black pumps. Every footstep clacked against the tile as she approached me.
“Heyyyyyy Greggy!” Lola lustfully smiles, her lips puffed up and painted a nice shade of pale yellow to compliment her brown eyes.
“Like my new makeup?”
“I love it.” I said as I watched her boobs snap her bra in half; she was easily a 40DD now. She undid her tight blazer and unbuttoned her blouse and let those big fat tits hang free. I groped her, savoring every moan that came out of her as I felt her ass growing against my crotch. Her swelling ass lifted her up about eight inches as her panties fizzled into a tiny black thong.
“Mmmmm.... Greggy, I want you inside me.” She moaned as I stroked her tits.
Lola panted and moaned as I thrusted into her damp, tight pussy, her thighs plumping up as her waist shrunk down. I pumped into her as fast as I could, swear rolling down my face as we came.
We passionately kissed before I ran off to my final period, where I bumped into....