"I'm the driver. You can be DJ."He shuffled through my CDs and picked up "Live," "Nice. Throwing Copperis a great album." He placed the disk into the ...iscman and startedplaying the music."What did my parents say?" I asked curious to what I missed."Your dad denied being involved with the mafia," he replied."Yeah, Dad jokes about that a lot." Wait.. so he IS in the mafia?" You know what I mean," I replied. We both laughed.We pulled into Ron's driveway and he got into the back. "Hey man, sup,"he. He told me to lie on the bed on my back, with my head slightly off the bottom edge. Widening his stance and with his body supported on both arms, his face-fucking got underway. His pace was more intense this time and I frequently had to beg for air as he continually lodged his entire dick down my throat.Again he was in no hurry, and my throat was put to its ultimate test. Finally, with my face totally drenched with spit, he finally unloaded.The following morning he requested another blowjob. On. Back in the 20th Century it may have been a problem, but not now. I knew what it was. The last big bigotry left. I was fat. I was a fat woman and it was still okay for people to point that out and tease you.Wanda, at work, had always been hot for Carl though he never was interested in her. She was very jealous of me and Carl and was the worst for taunting me about my weight. Once someone asked her to get a file and she said, "Do I have to? It's way on the other side of Pearl." Another time I. I waited couple of minutes and then lubricated his lovely dick. So we were ready!I laid on, put my legs on his shoulders and he stood next to the bed, started pushing. I told him to go slow or whole pleasure will be off. He broke my ass centime by centime. When he shoved it all, we waited for a moment and he started fucking my ass slowly. My ass' virginity was gone forever."You are not tight as I expected." ;) "You are the first man fucking my ass, you popped my cherry!" I am very sure, while.