. after a few she has her arms one on my leg and the other was on our new friends leg, she noticed how hard he was getting and how long that cock was..... she told be she had to go change her shirt was to tight and bothering her, the way she got up, she put both hands on his knees looking straight at his bulge all the way down his shorts, long shorts at that! Well both noticed her wet spot when she got up, I said man did you see her wet spot? yes he saw it for sure, she didn't come back so I went. But I still think that there’s something different and magical about the BBW’s vagina. I had met this BBW, Christine, and we got sexual pretty quick. I was fine in missionary. I mean it felt great but I was in no danger of cumming early. But we switched into spoon, and the first time I plunged balls deep inside of her in this position, it was like something was waiting for the tip of my cock at the end (base) of her pussy. It squeezed my glans, wouldn’t let go and coaxed an orgasm out of me. I began to feel less comfortable with each step towards the house. She unlocked the front door and lead me up to the bedroom. I couldn't help but get a close look of her ass. I could see her thong through her leggings. It was pink and was crammed up her crack. She opened the bedroom door and took her sweater off. She wasn't wearing anything under it. Her tits stared at me as I stared back at them. They were surprisingly perky because she was nearly 30. my cock grew in my pants as she stepped. I needed more stimulation and a heavier touch. I gently pushed him off of me, unhooked my bra, took the straps down, and swung it across the room. I grabbed his head and pressed his lips roughly against mine and guided his tongue lower to my breasts. Things were getting hot and heavy.Squeezing and tugging my nipples really got me going. My moans grew heavier and louder as did my breathing. He handled my breasts roughly, but he did not hurt me. He cupped one breast and occasionally pinched and.