"I'm standing there dumbfounded by all this. But as I do, I feel a newemotion: respect. I suddenly see Sharon in a new light: here's thiswoman who's b...en left by her husband to raise three children, who arenow leaving home as they become adults. She's facing being alone again.Add to that her drippy daughter's been dumped by her arrogant boyfriendand you can see she's got a lot on her plate. And yet, she doesn't wantto exact revenge. Then something else hits me - what if Sharon and Iwere to use. A bit of back ground, Julie was a BBW with large breasts, blond hair, and a lovely pussy, and she was about 45 at the time. Justin was slim about 30 years of age. (I have changed names) although this is a true story in every other respect.About a week later Justin phoned and said, was it OK to come over in about an hour, I said that would be no problem. Julie was very nervous, she went up and changed. Justin arrived, we sat down at the kitchen table, me next Julie Justin sat opposite Julie, we. I could feel her juices pouring out of her, over my testicles and down my legs on to the settee.She was moaning with a gentle exquisite sound that reflected her contentment. It reminded me very much of a cat purring. Her arms were locked round my neck, her legs wrapped themselves round me as far as they could go, ensuring that I could not move away from her. Her hips were raised, her pelvis was forcing itself against me as she worked with me to get maximum penetration. It amazed me that such a. “You look like a mechanical toy”, said Lolly from her washbasinI knew better than to think these ladies were paying money to lick me and figured they were just about ready for some attention from me. I looked around and saw an empty table.“Don’t think about that one, baby, we’ll just smash it to bits”, laughed June“How about a robe on the floor ?”, I suggested“Goes for me. Now you’re ready for some brown meat, little Irish lass ?”, she asked“Brown meat is always on my favorite menu”, I.