Well it was a couple of months later and my Lady boss was out having a meal with Roseatter and as I was driving her car this night was Told I had to p...ck her up and take her home. When I arrived at the Resturant she was very drunk and she kissed me hard on the mouth, sticking her tongue into my mouth and as she did this she grabbed my bulge. Her and her Husband had seperated and she had been very depressed for a while, she was a big woman with huge tit’s and a well padded arse a true BBW, she. He acknowledge and kept walking. After that short encounter she was ready and told me to hop in. She said "My windows are completely tinted so no one should be able to see us." Which someone spotting was the least of my worries. She then asks for me to take off my pants but leave the boxers on, which I agreed to. I was wondering if she just wanted to suck me off through the dickhole but I was entirely wrong. What she did was interesting. She passionately kissed my bulge with my boxers on which. "Elizabeth! Like, oh my god!" I put as much dumb-slut bimbo into myvoice as I could muster, struggling to hold back the quivering rage inmy voice. "I've like, totally been looking, like, everywhere for youtoo!"Evan arched his brow in surprise."Wait, you have?" Elizabeth took a step back, one hand reaching for herbag while her body tensed. She looked like she was bracing for me totake a swing at her."Like, totally! I was thinking - and thinking is like, oh my god sototally hard, you know? - I. Eve’s parents lived in the north of England, a 3-hour journey at the best of times, Eve wanting to visit as often as possible wrecked our weekend habitual patterns of life, and I confess to you, as I did to her much later, I found myself resenting it. It’s personally painful for me to recount the second thing which happened, but I must, so please be kind. Awareness of her mother’s mortality (and its coinciding with our family plans) triggered a mother instinct in Eve. I guess it was about 3.