She was 40, a little chubby, didn’t care much about her appearance, and she had no motivation to better her situation with counseling or therapy. Despite the obvious awkwardness of this scenario, I felt very calm yet protective of her. It was too much. As she so expertly does, she milked the last drops from my base to my tip before pulling away. That is what makes me feel good. I hope you don’t mind. She grabbed my phone and handed it to me. I knew what I did without permission is never okay and I thought I really messed up. She immediately started weeping and turned into mush in my arms. She also pulled out her purse and rifled through her funds and cards. A few weeks later she mailed it to me after she met a guy at college. I got drunk and let this fat pig fuck me. Then she pulled the clone from her sloppy pussy and forced it into her ass without an ounce of hesitation.
