I saw her grimace as the big cock slid deep into her. I'd seen that grimace before but I never thought I'd see it this way. "You don't mind, do you?" ...he asked me. "I mean, really mind!"I didn't know how to answer so I kissed her. I felt so strange to be kissing my wife, knowing she was being fucked. We had to stop when Gemma began to really slam into Dianne's pussy. I just knelt beside her and watched as she orgasmed.I heard the wet sound of Gemma pulling out and I knew what was coming. I knew. .. Wait. Please stop.” She said as she gently holds my hand. “ Relax.” I whisper as I slowly lay on top of her. “ I don’t wanna do this.” She whispers with a trembling voice. She looks at me with fearful eyes. I smile at her. A kind, soothing smile. I take my hand back from her pussy. I see the expression on her face suddenly soften, as she thought I’m going to be so considerate and do whatever she tells me. At that moment, as I see her full confidence in me rise up again, “ Now listen to me.. She was a 5'8" brunette that weighed in at about 185 lbs. She was meaty, that there was no doubt, but she had massive tits and was pudgy around her middle. Her folks called it baby fat, but Rose felt that she was way past being a baby. Rose thought that if she could get to 145 lbs. She would be ideal weight for her size. She dieted and exercised but by the end of her senior year, she only gained weight as she was approaching the dreaded 200 lbs.She met her first boyfriend. He had a fat fetish. The suit was square and blocky, tailored to fit his frame, but Carson suspected that the expensive cut was just one flex away from tearing. The fabric was tugging at his every inch, and Carson couldn’t help but picture it ripping at the seams.Hello, Daddy.“Here’s your room key, sir,” Clarissa said. “Carson will help you with your things.”The suit turned to look at him--his eyes hidden behind Ray-bans, his thick lips unsmiling.Carson blinked. “I’m Carson.”"So... Are you taking me there?"It was.