"Is this the good part where you cum for me?" I twisted Monique's nipple till she yelped. She was trying not to look at the screen and the image she'd...made. On screen Monique pushed the head of the dildo against her opening, the black rubber gleamed in the overhead light, she'd coated it with tons of lube. I slid a finger into Monique's pussy. "Are you still sore from me fucking you last night?" I could feel her body shaking against mine. On screen I could hear her sobbing as the big dildo. Ausser das sich ihr Gesicht ganz kurz verzog.Dieser Moment ließ mich kurz aufatmen... und ich dachte das ich vielleicht etwas in den falschen Hals bekommen hatte... pun intendedDenn kurz danach hatte ich mich etwas beruhig und als ich in meinem Zimmer stand, immer noch verwirrt. Strecke sie ihren straffen mini Arsch zu mir, diese maßgeschneidert auseinander-stehenden Backen... Die den Blick auf ihre enge bronzene Hintertür, in Bewunderung der Perfektion der Schöpfung zuließ. Als würde sie mich. She looked hot as fuck today. She was wearing a black dress, that was very tight, showing off her curves beautifully. Her tits were straining to be free as was her ass. We sat on the bed and began making out as I was feeling her up through her dress. It wasn't long before there was a knock on the door. Vicky got up to let Sara in. Sara, is also a BBW, but she's a bit bigger than Vicky. Most of her weight is in her ass, hips, legs and her belly. Her tits are smaller than Vicky's but looked. "This is a man who once worked for us, for my family, out in the country. He's a good laborer, looking for a job, excellent with horses," Artesia improvised on the spot, pointing at me as if I were a signboard. Nothing flustered her.Her husband was a tall, thin man with a short wig, sallow skin and skinny legs in silk hose. He was wearing dark, well-cut clothes, a very fancy waistcoat, carefully tied neckcloth and short, shiny boots with small, silver buckles. His face with thin, smallpox.