She was 34 years older than me atthat time and was divorced. And since she had no familyand was living alone, we became very close friends. Andeventua...ly, this was in more ways then one. I guess you could call her a BBW as her body was quiteplump with big heavy breasts, and large hips. Butregardless of her shape, she was a very kind personwith a happy personality. As she looked after me, shetaught me to have great respect for older people,especially for older women. And right from the firstday. Now, he was like the old dog that could no longer even chase cars. He used to even remember what to do with them when he caught them.Now Joe's big, ole black pecker was good for only one thing; peeing. Still, he liked to look at the pretty white women and remember the olden days when they would come down to visit him. He had been in big demand when he was a young lad of twenty. One prime day, he even 'serviced' more than twenty-five beautiful white women. With his stamina, if he had kept track. I cooked us some spaghetti and we had a “Lady and the Tramp” moment as we both grabbed the same piece of spaghetti and sucked it down until our lips met. Eddie then slid his little boy tongue into my mouth and I sucked on it. It tasted amazing.We moved to the living room and started making out. Eddie took off his shirt and reattached his lips to me. I slowly moved my hands down his gorgeous chest to his “V” shaped abdomen and stuck my thumb in the elastic band of his gym shorts and slowly. I can assure you Dr. Arkan gets just as much fun out of torturing a man as he does a woman. Just be ready and willing to move fast when I get word, okay? Whoring isn't going to be a long term occupation for you. I promise." You really mean that? Promise?" she managed to get out between snuffles."I promise!" I said. To myself I thought: 'If it doesn't work out, then we're all dead anyway. I guess that could be seen as keeping my promise.' It was time to change the subject, so I asked: "What was.