I'm not exactly a big guy and she isn't what you would call a big girl, but she matched me in height and she wasn't petitely framed. She was a pitcher...on her softball team and that takes a little muscle and some reach. As we got to the car, she turned and made an unusual request, "Can you do me a favor and let me be the guy tonight? You know, let me open doors for you and order the wine and spoil you a little and all those guy things?" "You want me to be the spoiled date? Sure, I can do that.. ' She thought oh my god has he seen me on camera, but didn't say anything but smiled at him other than a mumbled 'goodnight' as she went through the door she heard him say see you again tomorrow!Annie got in her car and sat down gently her arse was throbbing and she new Marks spunk was oozing out of her arse hole she just hoped it didn't go through her skirt and stain the car seat. As she drove home she kept thinking to herself what would she tell Robert would he understand would he realise. As well as many photos of it being gaped wide open so I picked a half dozen of the best photos and uploaded them into my profiles. Then I changed the wording in each profile to:Slut with a huge, well used cunt hole for hireIf you are a party of three or fifty this is the hole for youMy big hole can be used for everyone at your party to fist, double fist, fill with enormous toys and objects or used as the party urinalNo restrictions on the number of people in your party, my hole can take you. No matter what I did to occupy my mind however my soul always heard the call. It wasn’t always from the same direction, and it certainly wasn’t always from the same person, but when I finally gave up my fight and started listening again for the call a new voice cried out to me, loud and pure and strong in its cry. I was surprised to hear it so clearly when I had spent years doing everything I could think of to stop hearing the call. I thought that when I gave in at last to the calling of my.