She ripped off her tube top and boy shorts, and revealed that indeed her entire body was air brushed with golden retriever colored fur."Holy shit!" I ...houted."woof-woof" She answered sitting back on her ass."How old are you?" I asked her. "Are you lost?"She frowned and made a loud sigh. Then she used her teeth to pull off her left glove. Using her newly freed hand she unzipped a hidden pocket in her right glove. She removed a card and gave it to me.I took the card and saw it was her drivers. Finally, she took a deep a breath and said "Jay, I love you. I have for many months now. I want to make a life with you." Jay made eye contact with her then, trying to find an appropriate response. He wasn't used to begin at a loss for words. "I'm kind of surprised" he said, then realized how lame that response was. "I mean, I didn't expect that this soon." Another lame response, and he thought he could see some disappointment on her face. "I've been afraid to tell you that I love you. I just. She was a woman possessed with the need to fuck and be fucked. Looking in the mirror you couldn't tell who was more starved for sex. The expression on both our faces was one of absolute pleasure and joy of having i****tuous sex.Her beautiful titties were moving forward and back like the waves of an ocean. The movement of her beautiful breasts were swinging in a frantic motion. Her distended pink nipples were begging to be pulled and bitten. And the view of her humping ass on my cock…oh shit,. To show Walt how much she loved him, Melissa tried hard to please her husband. She cooked his favorite foods and made sure there was a drink waiting when he walked in the door after work. Though she had grown too large to comfortably lie beneath him, she found other positions that worked as well. One night, she lowered herself over his erect cock, and rode him until she groaned out the waves of her own orgasm. Walt hadn’t finished, but when she started to relieve him with her hand, he rolled.