Big deal!" she responded.Mark stormed off. He didn't feel like having the same argument again.Last time he got carried away and ended up insulting Li...da's family.Mark and Linda were a young (both 29), upper-middle class couple livingin a wealthy suburb of New Jersey with their 2 year old son, Ronald,named after Mark's father. Both were born and raised in New Jersey andrelatively smart and well-educated. Mark was an attorney at a well-respected law firm in New York City and Linda was a buyer. I could see that she had no panties on and her butt was already oiled."Here," she said, handing me a small container, "Put some of this on your cock and then step up behind me." I squirted some of the contents on my right hand and stroked my cock with it after cleaning my hands on a shop towel. It was some kind of oily substance, and I made sure to get plenty on the head of my cock, as I stepped up behind her."Don't worry about the bottom hole this time. Just press that big cock of yours. Jenny screamed at him to get out, or she would call the cops as she came over to help me up.Derrick snarled at her, “Shut up bitch before I put you in the hospital again,” and went to grab her arm.That’s when dad walked in. “Hold it right there, big boy. This is only a .22, but two shots in the chest will put you on your knees quick enough. Now back off!”Derrick froze.Dad looked at me and asked, “Is this the guy that beat on Jenny?”Still rubbing my jaw where Derrick punched me, I answered,. She wasn’t fat, but she DEFINITELY had a chubby ass; and her dress was so thin it contoured to her figure as she walk, either she was wearing a thong or no panties at all. My eyes locked onto her ass as she walked and chatted in a foreign language on her cell phone. Each of her ass cheeks would bounce up with each and every step – I could see the shape of her ass perfectly in this dress, even the split between her ass cheeks.I couldn’t stop looking at her – the world stopped around me. My.