She had big tits, nice thighs, a round ass and a full belly. That was a long time ago and her current small frame showed no signs that she was ever anal plump and pregnant. Part of me wished her husband would knock her up again so I could watch her grow and swell, Fucking becoming sexier with each passing day. On the other hand, I already thought she was stunning and if she were any more attractive my grades would plummet, there would be no way I could focus then. I was writing an essay after school with Mrs. Fattorusso when she suddenly interrupted me. “Can you do me a favor please, Jack?” Mrs. Fattorusso asked politely. “Sure, no problem,” I agreed happily. “Could you return this book to the school library for me? I have too many masturbation tests to grade here and I really wanna get them done. Plus I was just there and I don’t wanna go back and look stupid,” she smiled. I nodded and took the book from her. As I was about to head out the door Mrs. Fattorusso added, “Oh and please tell them not to rent it to anyone else, it’s very important that they don’t. Don’t worry they’ll understand. Thanks honey!” I left the classroom surprised. I wondered why Mrs. Fattorusso didn’t want anyone to read this book. Before returning it I decided to flip through it to investigate. It was a small book with a red leather cover and old yellow pages. It was titled, “Family Curses” and was written by an anonymous author. I found it strange that Mrs. Fattorusso would read a book about curses as she loved nonfiction not fantasy. After looking through the pages I found nothing out of the ordinary that would force Mrs. Fattorusso to demand that the book be banned. That was, however, until I went back to the beginning and found the table of contents. The entire book was about families in the United States that were rumored to have curses placed upon them. These curses were passed down by blood as well as by marriage or name. The table of contents consisted of gay a long list of different last names. One of the names was Fattorusso. I laughed and thought how silly it was that Mrs. Fattorusso would ban a dumb fantasy book about made up curses just because it contained amateur one about her last name. It took me a while to decide whether I should read the Fattorusso chapter or not. I was afraid it would be a waste of time. I’m so glad that I decided to read it as it was incredible. According to the book, the Fattorusso’s have a curse placed upon their family where anyone they love can make them fat. This was because a Fattorusso apparently stole from a wealthy family in order to immigrate to the U.S. around the days of Ellis Island. The family was then cursed by the victims as punishment for their greed and all future offspring and family members would receive this curse as they all must pay for the sins of the past which allowed them to live comfortably in the U.S. The curse was also based upon the obvious presence of the word fat in Fattorusso. It made me laugh, yet, it was so intriguing. This had gone far beyond simple humiliation revenge. He lay still for a moment until I adjusted, and I did "It would have to be, I would see no other reason." His eyes were filled with masturbation so much anger and fire and rage. Wait a minute. Come back to me!” The kids were amateur off to school. She raised her ass up to give him easy access to her sphincter and squealed into the gag when the hard intruder pop through her rose bud into her ass. Oh, look at this! “Mom!” she said, her eyes shining. No cars came by, although Steve thought it was exciting. My nuts twitched. I said, “No, give her the house through the divorce, that way she will either have to sell it or pay the anal mortgage herself. “Yes, yes, drink it all down,” I panted. It was peeking at me gay from behind a tree, closer Fucking than before, too fucking close for comfort. Did I miss anything. You decided to turn me into this!”