What a slut. Then I leaned away and grabbed her tights waistband under her skirt, tugging at it it as if to undress her. Well over 200 pounds sitting ...n a fat ass...it was going nowhere if she did not want. She wanted. She lifted her ass up a bit and I tried to peel the tights off. Not enough space. She stood up and down they came. I left them puddled at her ankles, her fat white legs shining in the dark theater, her white cotton panties skin tight over her pussy. She was barely on the edge of. She broke the kiss and pulled my shirt over my head. Never in danger of becoming fat, my body was very fit. The shit I did around the farm kept my upper body extremely cut. My tan was dark and earned after years in the fields. I never really thought of it till she pulled my shirt off and drew me down to kiss her again. Her soft small hands caressed my back as I delved my tongue inside her mouth.She began to pull me tighter, closer, and I reached around and unsnapped her bra, sliding it free of. I explained that I had taken all of the adults from the field where Sam and I had been working, and I wanted to shift to where I could find more adults. I also told him about the extensive damage to his field. We talked about it and agreed that he did need to re-seed the field. The lack of adult hogs would probably cut way down on the damage that was done after re-seeding.He suggested another field that was easy to reach by the service path, and I said that I would give that one a try tomorrow.. I got up and washed the dishes myself. Afterwards, she was still in the bathroom. It was turning into a ridiculously long shower. Was she okay? I walked to the bathroom and still heard the shower running. I could also hear her gasps of pleasure. I looked behind the curtain and saw her on the tub’s floor again, her legs up and spread while she held the detachable pulsating shower-head against her womanhood. Her eyes had entirely rolled back, mindless, as her body bucked and writhed in ecstasy..