Ir had banged around in my jeans pockets, because I didn't do well carrying a purse. Carrying shit in my fatigues was a habit I learned in the Air For...e, and I never broke it. Airmen in flight suits or fatigues didn't have room for a purse in their life.Anyway while I was there I mentioned to the woman that I was looking for a replacement for my cruiser. She told me about the bank repossession and their off lease cars. They sold them after only two years use by the bank executive. They were. She could see the sweat dripping from the folds of her stomach. It was sickening.Once the stirrups where correctly fastened to the fat lady’s ankles, Barbara began her assignment and started to spread the woman’s sweaty cunt lips. She stuck her face closer and began to lick her. Barbara held back her reflexes to vomit as she licked and finger fucked the smelly vagina that was before her. This hour went by so slow and Barbara could feel herself getting sicker by the moment. It took a good 35. The position made her think of bending over in front of me to tease with the view of her firm ass, toned legs and swollen lips. Lips that feel like heaven when they are this swollen and freshly shaved. The smile on her lips grew even bigger knowing how she teased. An almost imperceptible little laugh escaped from her naughty side as she held that position a little longer then necessary. Oh she does know how to tease. The plush towel felt good as it absorbed the water from her face. Her taut. It caused him nothing but trouble.Turns out bigger is not always better when it takes thirty minutes just to get a girl wet enough to take half of him inside her. He was lucky if a girl bothered trying to take his shaft down her throat.Mari took all of him in one go. It was heavenly.Wanting it to last longer he held her there. Trying not to grip her hair too hard, he relaxed his grip.But then she took his hand in hers and urged him to continue. Now that she’d gotten her apology, Mari allowed.