But I do have something you can do for me." He told her."You know I'll do anything for you, Jason. Just name it." Good. As you know, Dean Malcomb's wi...e died about a year ago. He has been very depressed ever since. I want you to go to Dean Malcomb's office at about four thirty and give yourself to him. You have a great little body, and I am sure he will really appreciate your gifts. And one other thing, before you go see Dean Malcomb, get rid of that strip of fur on your pussy!" Alright Jason,. When I did, she leaned against me and put her arm around my waist. I couldn’t figure out what I did to deserve this but I wasn’t complaining at all, in fact I was thanking every deity I could think of. A slow waltz started and she looked up at me. I sat my beer on the bar and took her hand, she smiled and followed as I lead the way toward the dance floor. This time there was nothing to teach, as she came into my arms and we held each other tightly as we slowly moved across the dance floor. She. .' she d****s the bra over the back of a chair, '...a good long arse eating.' Those big fleshy tits hang down, the fat nipples nice and rosy.'How about I just shag you,' I suggest, pulling back the sheet and revealing my cock, ready to go.'Hmmmm, I don't think so,' she says, undoing her dark hair and shaking her head so that it hangs just below her shoulders. 'At least, not before you've knocked off some of your debt.' She eases down on the bed and reaches across to squeeze my hard dick. 'So. Eventually I sat next to her on the couch. Me: now it’s your turn to strut your stuff and show off that sexy ass of yours. She proceeded to walk around. Turning frequently so I could get a good view of her fat round ass in that sexy lingerie. Deb: I want to play a game with you?Me: what’s the game?Deb: the game is who can make the other person break first by being sexy and sensual. The person who wins chooses where we have sex. How does that sound?Me: sounds like I’m going to get to fuck you on.