“Really, oh I can’t wait to see him, he is so cute” breathed the excited bimbo, practically running through the door her bodyguard following her...“Well I met her, I’m off” Jason said to the club owner, he had explained he was Miss Hilton’s biggest fan and just wanted an excuse to talk to her. He payed the owner two hundred bucks and followed the pair out into the alley were they sprawled unconscious on the ground.“Stupid bitch” thought Jason as he lifted her into the back of his car and covered. Step on him? Me?I would kill him. I was 250+ pounds at the time, still wearing tracksuits on purpose, still trying to find myself, still talking to horny little internet boys my age trying to meet up and fuck, running around AFF like a moron and hooking up for WACK sex....And some random dude wanted me to STEP on him.Was this a thing?Oh I was definitely a sweet summer c***d who knew nothing about the full range of kinks in this world, let alone those attached to BBWs and BLACK BBWs. There were. She wondered why now. She had noticed the paint all day long, but hadn’t removed it. Now that Nathan was here, she realized it reminded her of him ... of him saving her. It was like she was wearing the protection he represented.She got a rag and the paint remover, and made him sit down. She began swabbing at the paint on his arms. The fumes made her light-headed, and when one arm was clean she suggested that they take a break outside. She got into a box and pulled out some scissors. Once. She made the first move and kissed me softly, with her tongue gently brushing against my lips This was my que to use mine and it was met with hers with joyful enthusiasm. She responded to my rubbing up the inside of her leg and she threw her other leg over mine as we continued to kiss with a passion. “Shall we lay down?” she asked and we stripped off our remaining clothes a lay back, our tongues both wrapped around each others. Slowly, she reached down and gently ran her slender fingers over my.