She's not hot, but she's not ugly. Not a BBW. But has more weight than she should. A solid 6 or 7. Totally fine with me.I stare into her eyes and I ca... see she's into me. 5 min after starting the conversation, her hand is resting on my thigh. 5 more min, she is running her hand on my beard and she's telling me how hot I am. And she kisses me.Then she says, "I think I'm going to fuck you. Can I fuck you?" Sure"We walk back to my hotel. Stopping and kissing along the way. We get a few dirty looks. Henderson I really have to go, I won't touch anything, I promise." Oh jeeze, oh jeeze, well if..." Please ma'am, I really have to go." I stood on the porch crossing my legs and waiting for her decision.She opened the door and pointed down the hallway. "Sorry but the bedroom is quite a mess." That's alright I don't mind." I walked down the hall and into her bedroom. The door to the bathroom was open and I walked right in and took care of business. I zipped up my pants and walked back into the. There I was, sailing in the South Pacific, with the perfect setup. I had been to Thailand and bought myself a nice young 13 yr. old for the trip home. Having a slave for sex and for cleaning and cooking was making the trip a heck of a lot easier. I had made my money at 30, and retired, by creating a Google-like website. During the day, I would make my slave work while I sailed, and at night, I would chain her to the bed and have my way until we fell asleep. Then, the storm came. I. “What’s this baby?”“It’s your card and your gift.”Ryan opened the card and a picture slipped out. It was a picture of a black guy. He was very handsome Ryan thought.“What’s this baby?”“That’s Marvin. I’ve agreed to have sex with him. He’s got a ten-inch dick and he’s going to come over tonight and fuck me. Happy birthday, Ryan!”“Hot damn! Who’s Marvin?”“He’s actually my trainer at the gym. He’s got a little crush on me. I told him about your fantasy, and he’s agreed to fuck me. Are you.