All i could concentrate on was being pounded on the cock just felt so good as he slowed down his thrust but kept them hard. Pounding into me with each...jab of his hips. Making me grunt with each thrust as it rattled my body, my breasts shaking as every pump made me spasm and cry out loud feeling his cock throb inside of my ass. The pulse of his cock sent my ass into a tight squeeze trying to lock him in deep. His cock pulled out after his first shot but shoved it back in just in time for the. ‘I’m doing very well! Now that you’re here I have this heavy mirror to hang and I need some muscle since no one is home today,’ said Mrs. O. ‘Yeah no problem! I see you already found where you wanted to place it and the nail is already hammered in.’ As I was looking at the dimensions of the mirror and as to where it was to be placed on the wall. Mrs. O told me that she just had to run up stairs for a few minutes, but will be right down because she has another task that she forgot to tell me. ‘I am so glad you are here,’ I said, squeezing Katherine again. ‘How long are you staying?’ My head was on a swivel as the two of them looked at each other. ‘I guess that depends,’ she said. ‘How healthy are you?’ She was smiling as she said it and I knew exactly what she meant. ‘My health is excellent my lady.’ ‘Well, in that case, I am going to stay until you wear me out and I am totally satisfied,’ she said, looking at Jean in the process. ‘Well, I am sure I can do my part, but you better. ." I had the AI project her. She weighed half of her current weight then -- and she was still no doubt medically obese. She had nice curves, though, and big round jugs, even with the pot belly.Myra grunted. "I guess that was my fightin' weight. I caught a husband lookin' like that -- and kept him a few years." We'll start here, then - and he can make adjustments. He isn't looking for a swimsuit model, anyway," I told her. Changing the subject, I asked, "Do you give head?"Myra cocked her head.