.."She moved up to me and tiptoed to kiss me on my lips. "Dan," she said, "I know it's ... this is not just supposed to be about sex ... I mean, we LO...E each other..." Buuut..." I laughed."But," she laughed back, "D'ya think we could get naked and..."I was already unbuttoning my shirt."I take that as a "yes"," she said. She looked over her shoulder heading into the bedroom. As she bent over to shove her pants down her long legs, I grabbed her hips and pulled her against my hard dick, netting me. Eventually, I got a message on a local site from an older guy, asking if I had ever been fisted before and if not, would I like to try it. Admittedly, I had tried to fist myself but found it too damn awkward. So I replied and we agreed he could come to my place that same night. He made it absolutely clear he didn't want sex, he simply wanted to stretch my little fuck-hole and if possible, fist me. I agreed even though I was a little disappointed about not being fucked but I must admit that by. " How?" He said he was going to get me in the dungeon and make me scream. At first I thought he was joking but there was something frightening about his voice, like it was more a threat than a promise of some fun." Well, you don't have to worry about him, Charlie has just sacked him, that's why Gilly was calling, she says you're a great cook and we were wondering if you'd help out until we get someone else in." Well that's a relief, I was frightened for Gilly and you as well. Sure, I'd be happy. She started to dry her exposed moist body. I watched her dry her gigantic breasts taking particular note of the soft underside as she lifted them one by one to dry them. She continued down drying her bulky abdomen lifting the apron of body tissue to dry the rather excoriated skin hidden underneath. I also noticed that a thin ribbon of pubic hair ran up to her belly. She then started to dry between her legs, crouching slightly to open her legs to give her better access. This exposed her.