“Would you like some iced tea?”“Thank you, that would be nice.”I went to my little kitchen and poured two glasses. When I came back into the ...iving room, Mandy was looking at my battalion flag, service photos and commendations on the wall. “Now I know why the kids call you G. I. Joe,” she said.“One day I overheard some of them talking down in the alley about how cool it would be to be a sniper killing people, like in some of the video games. They sounded like they thought it would be fun. I. He literally had to turn sideways to squeeze his obese body through the door. He had white hair. He asked me how much for a blow job and I told him it was 100 dollars. We went back and forth and he told me all he had was 60 bucks. I got down on my knees to suck him off, but I had to actually lift up a huge layer of fat to get to his dick - which was about the size of a button. I pressed my lips up against it in an attempt to get some kind of lip hold on it, but it was too small! So I just. Before I could react, I felt him grip me around my hips into his strong paws as he very quickly mounted me. The nice dog began to move on top of me and he had for sure smelled my pussy juices from my wet cunt. I gasped in surprise, as I felt his very huge cock slapping at my pussy lips, as Heavy Feather was trying to put it into me. He was desperately starting to hunch me from behind. I could feel how big he was and it felt warm and wet. Just like my own cunt…Instead of getting up, I bent over. “I got you,” he said, taking in her scent. He couldn’t help but stand closer, she looked so damn good. Before he knew it, he had thrown the towel to the floor and began kissing her neck as he massaged her breasts. She smiled hard and closed her eyes in pleasure as he bent her over the bed and the bulge his jeans quickly became is thick rod inside of her. “Wait,” she said stopping him. “You know I got a dude, I’m not sure if we should do this.” Reggie didn’t respond, he just drew back and.