I offered to go upstairs and sleep on the floor with covers and sleeping bags under me. She said it was ok, that she’d rather not be alone. I turned...my back to her to at least give her the most privacy possible. She was curled up in a ball and I could still hear here sniffling. She turned her head around over her shoulder and quietly asked me if I could scratch her back to help her fall asleep. My eyes shot open and again, my heart started pounding, but I turned over towards her and started. Jess truly had nothing against fat people, in fact, she had an aunt that was always struggling with her weight and was probably as big as this woman, if not bigger. She loved her aunt and was very close to her.Steeling herself for what she expected to be a difficult task, Jess leaned in close and tried to lick the plump pussy. Her forehead however, pressed up against the flabby belly and the way she was kneeling made it nearly impossible for her to reach without straining her neck. She tried. I sent them a message that I was interested, with my stats and a few pics. I included a pick of my face, my cock, and a full nude. I am in my late 40's with the body of a 25yr old and an 8" cock. I wasn't sure I'd get a response as more often than not, you don't ever here back, but I figured what the hell. A few days later I was checking my email, when to my surprise - I got a response. The email was very quick and to the point. It read..." LOVED your pics - very interested - please call as. " She pressed on the back of my head, pushing me down untilmy nose was centimeters from her covered sex.I closed my eyes. Were my overactive hormones affecting everyone aroundme? It seemed that, lately, my whole world had been revolving aroundsex. Me just being constantly horny should have created several longmasturbation sessions. However, that didn't explain Mr. Lewis. Or myfather. Or Cori. Or, even myself."Fuck, Steph. Start licking so I can fucking come."I kept my eyes closed, swallowing.