She thought Charlie was going to start drooling as he stood there flabbergasted at what she had just proposed. It was better than he could have ever h...ped for."Want you! Hell yes, I want you!" the fat man exclaimed, his voice rippled with lust. He was shaking with desire, wanting to fuck her youthful body so bad.Lana moved quickly toward the bedroom when Charlie made a move toward her. Knowing he'd follow her, she called back over her shoulder as she went through the bedroom door, "Well, you. After she moved to her new accommodation, we started chatting at night on WhatsApp. We became quite frank with each and use to ask about girlfriend boyfriend and sexual relationships. She is from an orthodox family and did not have any boyfriend or any sexual relationship. In contrary, I had a lot and I told her about my girlfriends and my sexual relationships with them. (Generally, I am considered as a handsome guy by the girls and so, she was also a little bit interested in me as there was. She said amiably, "Might be okay."Ah, I thought, that good old, working-class, Deep South accent. Where "might" sounds like "matt", and "alright" sounds like "awlratt." Now, don't say okay," I said gently, "If you don't mean okay."She gave me the dry version of her smile again. "I usually say what I mean." She looked down. "I do now, anyway. Not that I say it so well. Yew'd prob'ly get bored with me directly."Smiling, I shook my head no.She said, "Y'know, I'm still a little surprised, seein'. So, here I am, naked, on my back, feet propped against he door frame of a complete stranger’s closet. Oh yeah, and there’s a man about to widen my ass with the largest piece of fuckmeat I have had in a while. Remember when I wondered if I had enough lube. I didn’t. At least not enough so that I wouldn’t notice Michael’s girth. The length was also something to consider, but the width made me try to convince him to take it slow. Oh boy, I felt every inch of that log go into me. I’m not sure.