),and only fucked model types.Of course my wife was not fat, unless a size 12-14 is fat.She forgave me, of my rudeness obviously, as marriage, and 5 p...ogeny provide testament.But, I do believe to this day, my gaf cost me her pussy that night. Our meet ended with a kiss,before a yellow cab drove her away leaving me with thoughts of what might of been.She called the next day, and invited me to "Dinner at eight" at her place.I was duly impressed upon arrival, she had a doorman outside her. “Here, sweetie,” I said. “This is kind of like a man.” “Thank you, daddy.” I sat on the edge of the tub as she experimented with the dildo. I had gotten too warm in the tub, and it felt good to be out. My little girl tried to work the dildo into her tight little pussy, without success. “How do I do it, daddy? It won’t go in.” “Be patient. Why don’t you hop out and dry off, I’ll get you some lubricant to help it slip in.” She lay on her back on the bed, idly playing with her pussy lips as I got. He began running water in the sink. “The water should be warm but not hot ... this feels about right.”She placed her hand in the stream. “Not too hot.” she remarked.He closed the drain and let the sink fill. After shutting off the tap he submerged the rectal tip in the sink and squeezed the bulb to expel air. He released it and it filled with water. Holding it upright he squeezed it again to expel any remaining air, put the tip under water and leased it. “It’s full up to the tippy-top,” he. Without you to push me, I'll never feel what it's like to be agirl. I keep not having the guts."We were in deep agreement.Almost as soon as we got to my place he pulled my panties off. Suddenlyhis cock was pushing up inside me. It was like a serpent crawling aroundmy womb and up into my vitals. The terror and the ecstasy mingled in anunforgettable feeling. I must have lost consciousness for a moment. WhenI returned I was lying on my face on the bed with his cock sliding upand down inside me. I.