After a few seconds she was actually returning his kiss. I watched in shock as he quickly stripped her clothes off until she was standing there naked ...efore him. “Lie down whitey,” he ordered and she didn’t hesitate to carry out his command.He moved between her legs and with his massive hands pulled them apart. I could see her tiny cunt. He moved his head toward her pussy and before I could blink, he was eating her. The one thing I can always count on to make my wife extra-hot is to eat her. Too fat. And so she’d started throwing up after dinner. It helped. The pounds melted away and her thighs got smaller. ‘And didn’t I help you when you got too fat? When your thighs were bumpy like orange skin and your arms were thick as hams?’ The reflection paused. ‘Well, you’re getting fat again. Just like before.’ She felt the edge of the book and turned away from the mirror as she grabbed it, flipping the cover open. The first picture made her heart stop. The photo was of a relatively pretty. With my hands on her hips I didn’t waste time, fucking her harder and harder with each thrust. Her perfect ass was brushing against my body every time I shoved my dick all the way in, the soft moans escaping her mouth ever so often, and the way she squeaked out my name in her sexy voice drove me wild. “Oh Max,” she arched her back slightly and started moving her ass faster, “Oh Max! Make me cum Max! Please make me cum!”Her moans became louder and louder and just hearing them brought me on the. So she deflected. "Are you here on business?" "I'm at a forensics conference." "Forensics. Why?" "I'm a detective. My name is Kelle by the way." "RuthAnn." So the women shared a drink. After about twenty minutes, they repaired to a booth where they ordered another round. There was something like an instant connection between them. RuthAnn couldn't figure out what it was. Kelle talked about her job and how she had risen quickly to detective. RuthAnn related how her children were away and her.