Then her work clothes, these formed a pile on the small table, naked at last she knelt, carefully assuming the pose required of her. To her left, the ...oor, before her, the coats, just three coats, Beatrice only ever bought what was necessary. Taking the shoe box from the low shelf Beatrice laid it before her, the position precise, practised, important. For a moment she paused, a single deep breath, momentary doubt, then opening the lid she laid it upside down, resting against the box.Printed on. There she was. balancing on the 6'6", 400lb man. His cock had to be 14" long. He told her to start riding him. but she couldn't get any traction. his fat just enveloped her and she sank into him. Everyone started laughing and he got more upset. yanking her again by the hair she screamed. This Mel told me to get behind her and enter her pussy. I told him we both couldn't fit in there and he said, "It's you with your tiny prick or one of these men with their 11-inchers." I got behind her and. It wasn't long before I could just sense his testosterone and I began wanting him to fuck my wife. It's a common thing with me. Whenever I was with my wife, and we were around real masculine men, I began wanting him to fuck her. On this night I was so desirous of wanting to see him fuck my wife that it would've been okay if he threw her on the table and banged her right there.Eventually, he had to go to the restroom and I decided to follow him. We talked all the way to the restroom, and once I. ‘How about some breakfast?’ ‘Sounds good.’ Cat got up, whimpering as she dressed. Cat left Chris on the bed. She went out to the kitchen where a few guys were watching TV. They were the ones who were off duty. She grabbed a few pans and started cooking. On the table were a plate of blueberry pancakes, biscuits, bacon, eggs, and hash browns. The three guys from the living room, Megan, and Chris were seated at the table. A pitcher of sweet lemon tea sat in the middle. ‘Ms. Kelly, this is about.