.. Angelique really tried like hell to please me from the day we met in anyway she could just to show me just how much she thought she loved me an... wanted to stay with me, cause I was the best thing that ever happened to her fat ass and she damn well knew it. Hell she would do any damn thing I told her to do, no matter how wild, fucked up or i*****l it was. I explained to her the first time we ever went out, “which was right back to my house where I easily fucked her stupid fat ass after. You are to wear something that will accent your body and to hav on as little as possable underneath. Something that would show off your tanned cleavage would be nice as well." I can hear her faint gasp over the phone before she asked "What is your favorite collor, Sir?" With a no thoght response "Blue!." I blurted out. "I know where your office is. I will pick you up there at 630PM sharp. I have a few things to do in the yard, so I need to get going." With out any good-bys I hung up the phone.I. Even now, just the thought of those gorgeous breasts pressing against mine as I wrapped my arms around her, gets my pussy twitching. When it actually happened I could barely stay standing. We moved our heads back from the hug, looked deep in each others eyes and smiled. I knew then that something would happen; there was just that connection, that electricity. I made sure my hand brushed her bum as we moved away from the hug, and Esme turned and dived under the water, giving me a great view of. You guys just hang out and fuck, so just fucking me sometimes is not a big deal, is it?” I asked putting down my wine glass. He kept quit. I waited for his reply, but he had no words to say to me. “If you feel ashamed that you fuck your girlfriend’s step-mom then, if next time I call, just disconnect me,” I said, and moved my feet forward between his legs. I touched his soft cock, played with it, and teased him. “I will find someone else to satisfy my needs. There are many MILF lovers out.