" Don't, I'm still a bit overweight," she said."Not from where I'm sitting," I said truthfully. "So, what are you measurements?" What, there's no way ...'m going to tell you that," she giggled."If you don't tell me, I'll come over there and find out for myself," I threatened."You keep away," she giggled.I finished off my burger and put the plate down on the floor."I'm coming," I said getting out of my chair."Don't you dare," she squealed and giggled.She didn't try too hard to get away, so she. It wasn’t lust, it was a new feeling for us both. It was knowing that whatever happened was all right and that from that moment forward we would be together and our lives had changed forever. We didn’t need to say it. It was just what was happening and it was already beyond our control. I jokingly asked Trish if she had enjoyed her massage. She replied by asking how she could possibly repay me. I reminded her that she had already cut my hair and that the deal was done. But then I confessed that. She was big and old! (in her 60s) but my voyeuristic instincts compelled me to watch. She had red hair and wore a large black swimsuit covering the whole of her obese upper body. The thought of seeing such a grand old Dame naked started to excite me. I took up my position and could she the huge expanse of swimsuit in front of me which contained many lumps bumps and bulges, it was difficult to make out what they were. She struggled to remove her swimsuit, first she took each arm out of the suit. She licked and stroked it until he had a hard on. She put some socks over his front paws and smacked her daughters ass again. This time he hopped up and began humping her daughter. He must have missed the first time and the owner guided him in. I knew when he was in when the daughter started moaning, with my cock in her mouth. Now I could see him humping her like a machine. At one point I think he came out of her pussy and went in her ass, and back out again. That was when she squeeled. Not.