This is my first story in iss. Recently i saw this site and felt let me share my store with the world. I am writing my real experience , please let me...know comments As this is my first store forgive me for my mistakes, from my very first fuck(with a street prostitute) i always had a fantasy to fuck a mature and fat lady. I am above average looking guy. My parents stay in a village, so often i go to my place. We have aunty ( a mature fat lady age of 46 and size i don’t know very weight, about. The dirty cowboy attempted to retain some of his manhood by shooting the stranger a dirty look, but the dirty cowboy’s eyes unconsciously found the floor very quickly. A moment or two passed, then all that could be heard was the muffled ‘clip-clop’ sound of the quartet leaving town. Whispered coversation broke out, then rose into the normal rabble. The stranger slowly pulled the empty shell casings out of his pistol, reloaded them with fresh cartridges and dropped his weapon back into it’s. ‘Why do you have to be such a nice guy?’ Marissa said quietly, even knowing that Alan wouldn’t respond. ‘Why couldn’t you be just another jackass client? I wouldn’t feel bad about taking your money then.’ And I wouldn’t have to break your heart. The words were on her lips but she couldn’t bring herself to say them aloud, even if Alan couldn’t hear her. Or my own. Alan stirred slightly and she hurriedly brushed the tears out of her eyes. She leaned over and kissed him. A sleepy smile was on his. That time had passed, and now they worried every time they heard a vehicle stop on the street near their house.“We could work for the agency tonight and tomorrow night,” Christine suggested, but it didn’t take a genius to realize that she hadn’t really meant it.“Darnit,” Ashley groused, “we lived well before we had our degrees, but now that we have them, and ... good jobs, we have nothing.”“We vowed that we would never sell ourselves again after we graduated...” Christine reminded.“Yes, but ....