In the past I have had to beg him to fuck me hard, as I could not stand the waiting anymore. Sometimes he obliges me, sometimes he just smiles at my p...eading and I have to reduce some of the tension with my fingers. But my fingers never satisfy like his hard cock and I always end up having to plead to him to do the job properly. Which he always does.We have a very simple relationship. I do what he tells me to do.I get great enjoyment from satisfying him. If I am a good girl, he takes care of my. Dobbins, Monicas mom, asking me if I could do her a big favor with her computer: Monica was spending the weekend with a friend, but gave her my number because I was the expert. I really had nothing to do, so I rode my bike to her house, not far away. Mrs. Dobbins opened the door with a big smile, she was also very communicative and friendly. However, unlike her daughter, she was a curvy, chubby lady, big boobs showing up in the big cleavage of her yellow dress that was also short enough to show. He leaned over her and kissed her right on the lips. I couldn't tell if she was returning his kiss, but she wasn't resisting.He straightened up and reached under her t-shirt. His hand closed over one of her breasts but still she didn't react. He smiled at me and said, "How about that, mom? I'm finally getting along with my new sister! This must be a dream come true for you."Then he added, "Nice tits for a fourteen year old. There are girls a lot older than her around school who don't have tits. I don't know women's sizes but she was half again as wide as a skinny woman. Her fleshy round arse hangs like as perennial provocation from the small of her back. It sways when she walks and spreads when she sits. If her butt doesn't drive blood into a fellow's cock the roll-up-my-prick fold beneath her ample tits would. A second fold runs across her belly splitting her pubic hair from her cat eye navel.Her preferred position is on her knees with her shoulders square and her spine vertical. A.