Ugly. Lonely. Depressed.*We'd got chatting in a bar after I'd accidentally trodden on her toe – both drunk but she more drunk than me – and admitt...d towards the end of the evening she'd had a rough time when she had been younger, hinted at abuse.Damaged and vulnerable, I'd concluded as I'd given her my mobile number - my kind of female.I'd met her the next day for a coffee in town and she'd been uglier than I'd recalled: beady little brown eyes too close together set in a pudgy round face with. As I couldn’t stand it I kissed her neck which startled her but stood motionless; thunder struck not knowing what was happening. Without uttering a word I slowly moved my hands standing behind her from her shoulder down to her breast and I could feel she had a pair of beautiful boobs which was the size of a ripe tomato. Slowly I pulled back my right hand and I moved it towards her legs. I started to raise my hand through her thighs under her shalwar and I could feel she was a bit shivering but. I told her I already had a hotel room but she insisted I come over for at least a home cooked meal. I couldn't deny the growling in my stomach and my slacks and followed to her car. I had thought her tits were nice but I saw her ass was perfection. We drove for about 20 minutes and she pulled in at a nice older house. When we went in she introduced me to her sister Amy and grilled a couple of steaks. After we ate, I helped clean up the kitchen and we talked some more. She moved behind me and. I know what it feels like even with my eyes closed. I have drifted to sleep in those arms and on that chest many nights before. You reach your hands up and lightly rub my arms, just enough to let me know that you want me and enjoy the attention I provide. You lean your head back and softly kiss me on my lips. We say our good mornings and know that we are about to be in bliss. You lead me around in front of you to sit on your lap. You take the coffee from my hands and sit it on the table beside.