I always look up to married unsatisfied women.I love to smell women’s armpits. Eat hairy pussy and taste every inch of the body, and enjoy women’s...bodies like hell. The most important thing is I love to turn black nipples to red color. I love to eat and pussy and make milfs to cry and slap their asses. I love fat married ladies especially because I love the way those ladies show care and concern. After their marriage, husbands will try to ignore their wives due to the fat structure. I feel bad. ‘Lick me from behind whilst I suck his cock’ she says between mouthfuls.He moves over slightly so I can get underneath her, my head now just below her pussy and arse. I bury my mouth into her pussy, licking and pushing my tongue hard and strong against her. I can taste her. I realised just then his lips had just been where mine were and it turned me on even more.As I licked so did my wife. I could not see her but I could hear it. More turned on than ever, I move my mouth to her arse. I probed. She wore a cool yellow Cramps t-shirt over her bra covered breasts.“Eat,” said Joanne when they came downstairs. She had stayed at home during the rehearsal and made delicious breaded pork, mashed potatoes and corn and had heated it. They rushed through the meal.She drove her Buick downtown with Joe sitting shotgun. He needed the room for his knees. Constance stayed home to look after the kids. The guest list got them into the crowded club for free, Cheryl getting in on Joe’s plus one. The. ‘He’s coming to look at the construction of the house, not how you’ve decorated it!’ Not that she’d done much to change it from the Nana’s arrangements. She added a few touches of her own. More candles for light in the evenings, she preferred their softness to the lamps. She’d put her audio system in the living room where she spent most of her time reading. CCRRAAACCCCKKK…….a boom of thunder echoed toward the distance . A bolt of lightening illuminated the darkening skies. Another storm was.