I still want to... you know?"Bill led the big girl over to the futon and, as soon as they were seated, his hands were all over her. Her fat thighs par...ed unresistingly for the hand that was thrust high up between them while, under her loose-fitting sweater, his other hand easily freed her heavy, pendulous breasts."Perhaps one time was not enough for you, my dear," the prurient preacher murmured as his fingers slipped under her panty leg to feel the spongy softness of her sex. Yes! The mushy. Otherwise, he's never gonna be able to ball again, and ya wouldn't like that; wouldja?"The white-faced wife flinched, hot shame flooding through her body as she realized that Larry's estimation of her character was perfectly correct."Don't talk to me like that!" she protested, but even she could hear the false tone in her retort."Sorry, honey; don't mind me." Johnson had intended to apologize for his actions of the night before, but after several dry martinis too many, he found his tongue. Perfect afternoon. I jumped into the Mercedes and was quickly disappointed. Sweaty, flustered and in business dress she looked every one of her 45 years and spent the journey complaining about her client, a real dick apparently. But hey, a lift is a lift right? Arriving at the house, she seemed to calm down and hopped into the shower while I waited downstairs. She finally came down and there was the woman I’d been cumming over. A grey, loosely-fitted dress, barefoot with perfectly painted. John then slowly and gently put one hand behind her head and moved it towards his crotch, pushing her hair behind her ear, maybe so I could see. She bent over him without resistance and moved her lips towards his cock. Jean hesitated slightly before she put her lips on his cockhead, and kissed it. She then took the head into her mouth. He was growing under her attention and his cock was very big, much bigger than mine. His shaft was now elongated and seemed huge. I don’t know how big it was but.