She didn't know if this would be a lunch time rendezvous, after work, or what to expect. The day went on. I sent a couple random texts "be wet", "get ...eady for crazy", "you're my whore", "do as you're told".Towards the end of the work day I sent her some real instructions. "Go to the warehouse directly after work". I work for a company with a few warehouses, there is one that we rarely use. We've fucked there before so she knew where I meant. I sent another "remove your panties,hang them from. I remember you!" We talked at her table for a while, where I learned that Jenny had indeed told her where I was. We decided to go to the 24-hr restaurant down the hill from the hotel and talk more. Any time prior to this I would have been hesitant to be seen in public escorting such an obese woman, but this was an historic moment. The restaurant was filled with strangers, but even if it were full of my friends, I wouldn't care. This was my baptism to the world of truly fat women."Let's get. Matt kissed down her neck and began to lick them while Maddie began to unbuckle Matt’s pants. Maddie reached her hand inside to feel the warmth emanating from Matt’s cock. It was a little thicker than her dildo too. She stroked it gently, feeling the blood rush to the tip. Maddie then laid on her back against the picnic table and moaned in ecstasy as her dream was coming true. Matt continued to lick and suck on Maddie’s breasts and nipples while also moving her skirt up, revealing no panties. “Well,” he stuttered, “I’m just here to…do my job…for two taxpayers…that’s it,” Amal said with a wide smile.“Amal,” Kareema said as she bit her lower lip, smiled widely. She rubbed him from his shoulders up to his cheeks and stopped her palms on his cheeks, “I think you’re lying to me.”Amal could keep his hands to himself. But his cock was betraying him. Its harness was already visible through his pants.“Kareema, we can’t do this,” Amal stuttered, but Kareema rubbed him with her right hand down.