She was carrying a winter coat. It was no more than 15 degrees outside but the mall was warm, as was the inside of the little shop. She looked around,...confused and unsure.The old man was scowling at a tax form he was working on. He hated tax season, it made him angry to have to pay some of the pitiful amount of money he made into the Council, like they ever did anything for him. It was what they were capable of doing to him that caused him to make sure he paid his Incantation Tax each year.The. My aunty would come in the evening and ring the calling bell for me to open the door, if the door is locked from inside. So once I borrowed a porn CD from my friend and came to auntie’s place to watch it in the afternoon (since v did not have DVD player at home).It was a story between a young guy and a mature lady who seduces the boy into having hot sex with her. I was enjoying it fully naked, on the sofa. I had just finished my second masturbation, when I heard the calling bell. Aunty had come. “Oh? You liked that,” I said. I was catching her playfully sexy mood.“Oh yes. You were like my principal only better looking. I thought for a moment you were going to punish me,” she said invitingly. I caught the role immediately. I stood up abruptly and walked over to my office door.“Miss Davis, I need to see you in my office. Now.” she followed me into my home office and shut the door behind her. She sat demurely in one of the chairs on the opposite side of my desk.“Grace, your poor behavior. She was about 5'9", short cut black hair, pretty cute face, but what really got me was her size. Trish was definitely what you'ld call a BBW, she had to weight at least 250 pounds or more for her belly to be as jiggly as hers was; however, a good portion of that weight went to some good places, namely her fucking big fat tits and her huge ass.Like I said, I had had a thing for her for the past 3 years, when I first saw her it was after a mutual friend introduced us. Trish had just broken up.