Upon his chest and stomach sat Kath, a large, fat woman perhaps ten yearshis senior. She had short, dark hair, a strong upper body. With her thighs sp...ead apartshe looked relaxed and self assured, as though this was a familiar positionto her. The man under her was plainly struggling for breath, but otherwiseremained still and quiet. She had an air of complete ownership over him: ifhe'd ever resisted her, the scene seemed to say, it was surely long ago, ina chapter of his life that was now. Her beautiful blonde hair flung every which way as she neared orgasm. Pounding her fast and steady, I moved a hand near her cheeks and rested my thumb upon her asshole. Moving it in circles, she welcomed this when I heard her struggle to say, “Yyyess…fuck me…” Her legs began to quiver and I gave her all I could. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…I’m coming…” she said. Her knees buckled slightly and I held her tight. She exhaled with quick, deep breaths. Her pussy tightened, unleashing its’ river of copious,. ”She clenched her hand harder around his balls. He winced.“Uh, fuck,” he muttered.She spanked at him. “Don’t curse at me, you little fucker!”“I’m sorry!”She grabbed the cock again and stroked. “You sneaky little perv. Always looking down my blouse, aren’t you?”“I, I, I…”“Don’t you have a girlfriend, Bobby?”He shook his head, keeping his eyes closed and his teeth clenched.“Are you shy, Bobby?”He shook his head and exhaled.“You like me holding your cock, Bobby?”He didn’t answer.“You want me to. And I saw that you were wearing what looked like anylon stocking because I could see a small gap between your jeans and thetop of your sock and I could see the nylon's sheen from the kitchenlight." Paul went pale. And just sat there. John sat there too nervouslywaiting for a response. "Dad I don't know what to say. You were never toknow about this. OMG." "So I was right? About what I saw? Just tell mewhy." I can't really explain it dad. It's just something that seems to drawme. I really don't.