It wasn’t the first time she spent the night at my house, my house was her second home, even the guest room was nicknamed “Karoline's room” by m... parents after so many nights she spend in my house. It was around 9:30pm and we were in the basement watching Team America; one of my favorite movies. She liked it as well but not nearly as much as I did. I knew I had to get ready to go to sleep but I wasn’t going to bed without watching the movie, so after 10 minutes or so after the movie had. She looked at me for a second, as though deciding whether it was too late to stand back to her feet and walk out. Then she began kissing the shaft of my cock with wet pecks that made it pulse and throb. I slid it in between her pert tits and began gliding it backwards and forwards while caressing them with my hands. As I slid upwards, I grazed my cock over her soft lips. She stuck out her wet tongue and began licking me like an ice pop. She obviously knew that her getting the job depended on. Mom married an intellectual whose vocation was office work, but other than performing his connubial duties, he spent countless hours at the bar, telling war stories. (Yes, at least he served his country when needed - I'll give him that.)Serena married an adventurer, fresh out of the Marines, but he didn't have time for taverns, nor did he care to rehash the war. What he did care for was oil wildcatting. He had just enough time to give Serena two children before he was killed at a well. One night in a chat I finally told her she had a hot ass. I told her I wanted to feel her up. Next thing I know I am driving over to her place. She greeted me at the door in a nice night gown. Right away we started kissing and I started feeling her up. It seemed so unreal. A woman who I wanted and I was getting ready to fuck her brains out. I then had her do something I had always wanted. I had her sit in my lap. She seemed confused and asked.“hon, you realize I am 300lbs?” she.