After the two of them entered her small three room flat. She casually slipped off her blazer, scarf, and undid the top button of her blouse."Pierre, I...ll make the coffee." Would you make a fire?" Yes" Every thing you need is right by the fireplace," she said as she disappeared into the Kitchen.Pierre then built the fire. The sounds of coffee being made floated to him from the kitchen.Darla returned with two steaming cups of coffee. She had kicked off her shoes and had taken off her stockings.It. Richards grabbed her by the back of her neck. He got up bringing Cindy with him. He wrapped his hands around her and pulled her in. He lifted her off the floor and Cindy wrapped her legs around him. Mr. Richards kissed her. His tongue immediately went into her mouth. Mr. Richards carried Cindy up the stairs, towards the master bedroom.Once in the room, he leaned forward and lightly dropped Cindy on the bed and her head hit the mattress. He lifted her skirt up and slowly removed her panties. He. While I was sucking his cock I reached under my skirt and rubbed my clit with one hand while I massaged his balls with my other hand. I could feel my juices flowing down my cunt as I rubbed myself and sucked his cock. It only took a minute before I orgasmed on my soaked hand and I could feel his cock swell, giving me a taste of pre-cum as I came.I let his cock pop out of my mouth as I stood up and told him that I needed him to fuck me. He looked toward the back seat of the car with a little. ..—————————————————————————-What would you do?The first thing I would do is make you strip down very slowly. I want to watch you expose each fat part of your body slowly, finally standing there completely naked. I would squeeze that fat gut like I was kneading dough. Try to wrap my hands around your giant thighs. Bounce those flabby ass cheeks. Trace my fingers up and down your fat stretch marks.Then SMACK right on those titties. They fly all over the place since they are all flab. I can't.