This probably was the begining of my liking for larger women, now referred to as BBW's and why I ended up marrying a woman taller and much heavier tha... me. During our marriage I told her about my cousins and for fun she would sit on me and taunt me to try and get her off. I never stood a chance as she was 15 stones compared to my 8 stones. As our marriage wore on these sessions turned more into punishments rather than the fun foreplay it started as. My wife would pick on minor excuses, such as. “Okay, I’m all yours” I say with a pretend pout. I’m not disappointed and you know it. I know you won’t disappoint! As you keep kissing my neck, I feel your hands working their way over my body, slowly at first then faster and rougher. Your fingers are kneading my skin, my boobs, and my pussy. You are really getting into this. I can even feel your cock getting hard against my back. I think to myself, ‘this is gonna be great!’ As I lay there, enjoying my body massage, I feel you slip your. Spinning around, Vanessa settled her knees around Mark’s head and lowered her dripping pussy onto his talented mouth, groaning as she felt his tongue working its magic. She took a second to study the throbbing cock in front of her. The head was a deep purple and had a stream of fluid leaking from it. She reached out and held it lightly, its firmness and warmth surprising her. When she tried to wrap her fingers around it, they missed touching by close to a half inch, and she could put both hands. Much to my relief he stopped and told me to stand up. I did and immediately grabbed my butt and started rubbing it because hurt so bad. I noticed that I was still sporting an erection. Mr. Harris reached out and took my cock in his hand and said, "I knew you like getting spanked," to which I had no reply. He then put his hand on my arm and said, "Okay, it's paddle time." I felt my heart drop when he said those words, and when I started to plead with him he reminded me of our deal and the.