I was just about towalk out through my bedroom door to the bathroom when I noticed thecalendar and in particular a red ring around today's date."Damn"... I thought to myself, "one of THOSE Fridays."I put one of my towels on the bed and prepared for my biweekly chore.I peeled my cycling top and shorts off and put them in the dirty clothesbasket. Next my T-shirt and underpants. I took the tub of lube andrubbed some around the edge of my vagina as I slowly, painfully, easedthe prosthetic penis out. One day I logged on and let the camera roll. I started jerking my hard cock and then a thick blond bbw stopped. I could see her beautiful big tits bulging through her shirt as she bit her bottom lip. I asked her if she liked my cock, She replied saying she loves it. SHe kept watching me play with my hard dick and then slowly started to rub her pussy through her pants. She was shy, a bit afraid to show me. But all I had to do was ask. I first started slowly asking her if I could see her big. The woman was all over me. Everywhere a woman wanted to be on a man you wished her to be. Oh my god. She was great. I hoped I was as good. But she loved my body, or so it seemed. My lips, my chest, and my stomach – She was on them. My cock and even my ass – She loved them too. We nibbled each other. Cock and tits and we fucked harder then fucking was legally allowed, I think, but it was great and the sweat poured down off us. Sweat and more sweat ran down off her and I wanted more sweat. And. I pull my tongue out and finger him. I push finger by finger until only my thumb doesn’t get in. I grease my thumb and slowly apply pressure. He gasps, grunts, moans and sighs as I push my thumb in. Inside his ass, I curl my fingers into a fist, and fist fuck him, going deeper into him until my wrist was at his asshole opening. He was gasping, bent over, in pain, “You want me to stop? Just say the word,” I say. He nods, but doesn’t make a sound. I pound harder, just to see if he would do.