"Yes, babes!" "Ooh, yeah, harder. In me!" The fact she neversuspected any of this was going on, turned me on even more.So what of Charmaine? Why would...I want to become this fat woman withhardly a GCSE to her name? Simple: I was attracted to her. I had alwaysfound fat girls devastatingly attractive. With her fat thighs, big bumand pretty face topped with a lovely shaggy highlighted blonde hairdoCharmaine was my ideal woman. She may not have been the prettiest girl,she had a long-ish nose, but. She helped me pull her T-shirt off. She looked me in the eye and grinned, biting her lower lip. Her breasts were pale in contrast to her tanned shoulders and belly. I smoothed the back of my hand across her upper chest. I kissed down her neck and sucked on the juncture between neck and shoulder. And then I licked downward, down the soft skin of her upper chest, across her tan line onto white flesh, and down to the large, round nipple. I licked her nipple, put my mouth over it, and licked the. - "do you like the tail, putareca?"- "wow, yes, it's good ... more" - he moaned and asked for more and more.- "This virgin ass is only mine" - He said, deludedFinally, the old man spurted on my anus, and groaned again. it had been quick, as I had calculated. He walked away from me, pulled his pants up and pulled out his wallet.- "You want money, don't you, my shit freak?"- "I want Mr. Vilar" - I said confused, because he had never asked me this question after sex- "take, that's all I have" -. And John wouldn't have argued with that. However, the boy strapped down in his basement might have suggested otherwise. The boy was quickly learning that John, in the right circumstances, was not even close to a nice guy. Not when it came to his sexuality, at any rate. The boy was barely into adulthood - not a teen, but in his early twenties. He had short, black hair and his naked body was lean and just the right side of muscular. Not too much muscle, but enough to make John's mouth water. He.