7.2. Candid 1
This time there is no couch. There is only darkness and the sound of a VHS tape playing in a VCR. Then, slowly, the chapter starts with fuzz and hiss, clarifying into familiar words arranged in an unfamiliar way. Kendall is walking, being recorded from above and over her shoulder to the right. She turns, smiles up at you, and you see a glimpse of her right hand holding a larger, beefy hand that is rough at the palms.
You jump. Now, you're behind Kendall, James' big arm being pulled ahead. They are still holding hands, and you see her round bottom filling out tight blue jeans. She is wearing a green jacket and, below that, a tank-top and a white bra underneath. Her hair is up in a ponytail, and she smiles at you.
You see two children briefly, playing in a sandbox. Kendall is with them, her jacket off, her slender arms displayed, and she is building a sand castle with them. They are all three laughing, and she looks at you over her shoulder, now the left, and smiles at you, a blush on her face.
You see Kendall by the swings but you don't see who she is pushing. Her arms flex as she plants her feet to meet them and redirect their weight. Her breasts jiggle, and she smiles at you and waves you over.
You see a big man now, fat, with thinning hair. He is wearing baggy jeans that hang low below his big belly and looks almost like a human wrecking ball wearing a football shirt. Children are laughing, and he smiles at you. "Admit it, you're having fun," Kendall says, her voice disembodied as she holds the camera.
James shrugs.
You see a sunset in the front seat of a car. Kendall is reclined staring out the window, and she turns to face you. Her jacket is still off and her cleavage shows in her tank top as she smiles at you. "Hey," she whispers. "Don't do that while driving. It's dangerous."
"I'm fine," James grouses.
"Shh." Kendall looks into the back seat. "They're sleeping."
"Bout damn dime," James whispers back, the camera shaking.
Kendall giggles quietly. "What do you mean?"
"I mean I'm horny. Been following your big butt all day, staring at your shaking tits the entire time."
"Staring?" Kendall smiles and cups her breasts. "All day?" She flashes you a grin and, very quickly, tugs her tank top down to give you a peek at one of her stiff, pink nipples.
"Holy shit," James growls from behind the camera, and Kendall giggles again, her cheeks red. "God damn. When we get home, I'm going to ruin you."
Kendall bites her bottom lip and says, "Good. I've been looking forward to it all day."
Show Jackson's house and Kendall in front of it. "Kendall," James calls, and Kendall turns to look at you. She has her jacket wrapped around her waist and a smile on her face.
"All alone at last," she says. She slips her hands into her back pockets, pinning her arms back and shoving her chest out as she saunters toward you. "What's up?"
James lifts the camera, showing his thinning hair and his big belly. "Let's kiss for the video."
Kendall giggles and comes onto screen blushing. You can see down her blouse as James takes her by the hand and pulls her to him. She stands on her tiptoes to kiss him. Their lips meet, and she moans, cupping his head, her breasts crushed against his big body. As their lips part, Kendall tilts her head and lets James lick and slobber across her neck, cooing as she moves her hand down to feel him. "Oh, God!"
Now, you are in an unused garage set. The room is dark save for the glimpse of twilight through an opened door and a dim overhead light hanging. Kendall has her back to you, her pants down and her bare bottom shaking as you. Her legs are slightly parted as her jeans are bunched around her knees. Lower, James' dick comes into view as he strokes himself up against her wet cleft.
"You sure Jackson won't mind?"
Kendall, leaned against the table, laughs. "He thinks we're rehearsing."
James swats her across the ass and strokes himself again. Kendall mewls. "We kind of are," he says, and he pressed his crown up against her. "Ready or not," he says, and holding her by the hips with one hand, he enters her with a single smooth stroke. His impossibly thick shaft disappears into her with improbably ease, and Kendall's fat bottom flattens against his pelvis on contact. Kendall moans and squeals as he falls into a quick rhythm, her bottom jiggling as he fucks her.