She was definitely a BBW, but not a chubbette. She looked like someone who had always been big and full-bodied, one of those women who always seem to ...etain just that alluring bit of baby-fat throughout their entire life. She looked as if she could easily go over to 'the other side' though if she didn't take care of herself. She might gain that weight and get that real chubby look someday, but right now ... she was just really big ... and absolutely perfect. I thought of all those fantasies I'd. “Boy, the tongues sure will be wagging at work on Monday morning. Did you see the looks on the girls I work with when they saw me actually fuck Greg and suck on Tony and Kurt’s cocks?” Karen said.“And I’ve got all the proof right here in pictures and on video,” Vicky joked, showing them a sample video.“Are you going to tell Dad you fucked three strippers?” Brenda asked.“Of course I will, you’re Dad and I keep no sex secrets from each other,” Karen replied, hesitant to pour another rye and. ‘Not sure yet? Think about it… long and hard. Still not sure?’ Good looking, big dick and he sent clever emails… no wonder he was so fucking arrogant! Julie thought about it all right. She thought about just how long and how hard it had been that night. It was at that moment that she realized that she really wanted to fuck him again. Of course she knew that, if he were to pursue her, he could be persuasive… and she could be persuaded. But this was the first time she admitted to herself that she. Ian moves towards the kitchen door, 'drink?' he asks. 'Wine or something stronger?' (You have already had a couple of glasses of wine, earlier in the pub) 'I've got white wine or Jack Daniels and some coke to go with it, but that's it, oh there's ice in the freezer'. I accept a glass of wine but you ask for a JD, I notice that when it arrived, it was a large one. I settle into my chair and Ian sat next to you, he sips from a darkened glass. He is smartly dressed with a smooth black shirt, black.