Will he have his own girl? Who knows? I have to admit that it makes me smile a bit because Bill Clinton chose a big girl like me to play with. Imag...ne, the President of America and he was a chubby chaser. Well at least that thought made me laugh a bit. Yes I am what they call a BBW. I am tall, and for most of my life no one considered me big around the middle, but age and children tend to change things. My thighs got nice and chunky after Warren and my bottom widened out, and my boobies. I'd reserved us a table in a quiet corner, and we were ushered there quickly and read over the menu. “You're the Italian here,” she said. “At least, Bertoli's an Italian name, isn't it?”“It is, and I am.”“What do you recommend?”“The scampi dishes are lovely, and their lasagna's pretty mouth-watering. Or, if you're feeling brave, the linguini al nero is amazing,” I suggested.She raised a brow. “Al nero... that's not a term I've heard before.”“It means the pasta's been dyed black. With squid. . and a friend to the three men that were injured protecting Liz.”I saw another small smile flicker briefly on her features.“Very well,” she said. “You are a resident of California. Is that correct?”“It is,” I said. I listed my address for her partner, who was recording everything and taking notes on a tablet.“How long have you worked for Miss Larimer?” Detective Appleby asked.“A few weeks,” I answered.“You have been pictured with her for the past couple of months,” she pointed out.“That was as. It was small light hair on her pussy. She had a beautiful pussy. No stress mark, looked like virgin. I was kissing and biting her pussy lips and eventually put my tongue inside her vertical lips.It was like a honeycomb. I sucked her honey, she was moving her ass up and down. Now she climbed on me pulled down my undy and trouser. She was kissing my chest and belly bottom, licked my balls and started to suck my dick. She was sucking me so deep that her mouth seemed like a powerful vacuum house..