The bitch is obviously asking for it; I noticed she made eyes at me as I went for a piss, making an effort to move her ass an extra round as she walke... away; she knows what she's got. One day, I decided to execute my plan to give her what she wants; I stalked her in the morning as she saw stickboy off; heading back to her partition, I made an effort to walk past her; my hand grabbing her inner thigh. She gave me an innocent yet seducing look as I began rubbing her strong, thick flesh. She. I knew he was disabled but not much more than that so I went with an open mind and was soon knocking on his door. He was partially disabled and used crutches or his wheelchair to move around the ground-floor flat where he lived. He is also a smoker, which I didn't know and so this certainly made him look his age of 50. After a quick chat on his sofa, we moved to his bedroom and striped off our clothes and got onto his bed and I started to wank him. I wasn’t too impressed by his cock as it. She started to get mad at each of us for forgetting.I told her we can go into town and get her one. “They won’t have my size”, she spouted back. My wife is a large woman. She is defiantly a plus size because of her 24 dress size. It didn’t bother me because I love that she is large. Her D cup breasts give my hands plenty to hold on to and her thick legs and belly give me plenty to hold onto while fucking her. I liked her plump because of all her curves. Well I told her that she didn’t. At dinner our tables were next to each other and we decided to share just one table. It had been a lovely first evening. We had shared a couple of bottles of wine with our food and had chatted for ages about everything. Jessica was a dark haired, dark eyed, attractive English girl in her mid-twenties. She was taking a break and traveling around Italy before starting a new job. I could tell she had been in Italy a while because of the tan she had acquired, and there was something about her that.