But I didn't panic as something usually comes up and sure enough a white ute pulled up and the middle-aged female driver wound her window down."Bloody...hell, you're wetter than a fish underwater. Hop in, I'll take to my place and sort you out."I threw my bike and backpack in the back and jumped in the passenger seat, grateful of the lift. As we drove off I noticed she was a rather large lady, easily 350 pounds, probably more. But she was very friendly and after hearing my bike tire was punctured. She said nothing but shyly nodded her head in agreement.She then surprised me by taking me by the hand and leading me into her bedroom, fortunately this was on the ground floor, away from the c***dren's room. Once inside she stripped off her dress and removed the undone bra. She stood there nervously, I wolf-whistled softly and sank to my knees in front of her. When my mouth closed onto her panties covered pussy she quickly stuffed her hand over her mouth to stifle the shriek that she had. I say lightly and it should be light, but that doesn't mean no pressure. Here is how I would describe the amount of pressure: you are walking and bump into the corner of a table, giving yourself a Charlie horse in the thigh...you take your palm and rub it to soothe the pain. You don't press hard to make the pain worse, you just apply a light pressure. This is how hard you should rub your lady to begin. And it is important that you use the whole Palm of the hand. You are stimulating everything.. We love each other. Are we going to keep walking around each other? Are we going to keep ignoring our needs when we can easily satisfy them? We're both adults. We can make that decision. We can choose to live and love as we see fit." But it's not right, Paul. It's just not right," she lamented. But I knew that her resolve was far from solid. It would just take time. Time and careful preparation on my part. But she called my hand before I could bet, because she began dating again, much to my.