And how much I liked it... I don't have to lie about that... she'll welcome you with open arms... and legs... Just wait here for a while and we'll bot... join you." Yeah, Annette... I'll do it... but..." and Bill guided her head down again to his throbbing organ. The timid woman parted her fat, red lips and opening her pretty mouth, she engulfed four inches of the thickly veined shaft in the moist, hot cavern. She looked up at him as her head started a slow, bobbing motion, her soft lips clinging. .. I didn’t ever want to say this out loud. I didn’t ever want to acknowledge it to myself. In a way, this was never real until I revealed it to him out loud. “I’m not an idiot, Mitch. I’ve seen the marks on her arms. I know what it means.” My nose curled in anger. “You’d better fucking hope those began after you died. If you saw those and still wanted to ran away from her ... I ... fuck.” I sat down. “Mitch, I’m fucking scared. I’m scared not only of what’ll happen, but of you and what kind of. It was then Jimmy made a comment that Jerome was seventy years old, and is a real pervert when it comes to fat women. He loves to degrade them, and make them feel worthless. He did exactly that as he rammed fingers into my cunt and ass, making me beg to be used by all of them. Jerome removed his old fingers from my wet hole, and began licking my pussy with his old tongue. In and out of the folds, of my soaking wet pussy, fucking my hole with his tongue. I was so turned on, I wanted more. I. Whenever I have some free time, which isn't often, he lets me use it."While Lisa undid the hawser, Jennifer started the motor and then they slowly headed out to the island. Coming into the cove near the 12-camper site, they saw that they would be unable to bring the boat, with its relatively deep draft, right up to shore. The two women looked at each other, shrugged and took their clothes off. Lisa, with the end of the hawser in hand, jumped into the water and tied the boat to a nearby tree..