Geneva, it seemed, had departed. I kept glancing up to see whether Ms. Wyman was still hanging with me. I hoped to get another chance to talk to her.T...e kids kept coming -- along with some guys in their fifties and sixties. I patiently signed everything put in front of me, including a couple of Made in China baseballs.Finally, Patti joined the line of autograph seekers and waited her turn. She whipped out a brand-new softball, of all things, and asked me to sign it for her. I did -- writing my. She has dark brown hair like mine. Yes, she is a little pudgy, but I wouldn’t call her fat. She has beautiful brown eyes, full lips and a cute turned-up nose. The FAT, as she calls it, is in all of the right places, with DD-cups, a big round ass, and thick thighs. “Katy, you are beautiful and I would love to hang out with you,” I say as she looks at me and smiles. “And please stop calling yourself fat and ugly.”She stands up and motions me to do the same. She opens her car door and gets a pen. I took her blonde ponytail and shoved it toward my cock, "You know what to do you little slut, suck it." she obeyed my every word as she sucked and sucked and sucked. She slowly stroked my shaft as I moaned and groaned in agony."Your going too slow! HARDER!" she took her mouth off and crossed her arms. "SUCK IT WHORE!" I took her ponytail and shoved it violently towards my hard 7" dick. She was choking, but that didn't stop me. I just made that little mouth suck me harder.I cummed. She didn't. "Do you exercise your pussy muscles?" Sure," she said. "Wanna see?"A sharp burst of air exploded from his lungs as his head turned sideways. He could see right up Tess's thighs to the furry damp spot she had intentionally revealed to him. His eyes bugged out when she spread her legs and lowered a dildo to her pussy.The barbell came crashing down to its cradle. Tess spread her pussylips with several fingers, gently teased her clit for a few seconds, then worked the head of the dildo inside the.