She wasn't put off by this. If anything, she was able to tell that I wasn't bluffing. She knew that she was not my first BBW and that I genuinely enjo...yed her figure and her in particular. I think what really convinced her was when I got behind her and started kissing and licking her huge ass cheeks.Probably the most humorous moment was when she got on her knees, looked me straight in the eye and said, "Welcome to Atlanta," and proceeded to suck my cock with reckless abandon. I soon asked her to. I went to her house, this monsoon as I was just back from middle east for vacations. She invited me cordially and showed me her beautiful mansion. She was wearing a nightie, which looked good on her body, stiff and curvy. My grandma was the only person in the house besides her, and he had a little chat of wisdom with me. Later she went off to sleep, my aunt served me lunch and we started the whole conversation, which lasted for about one hour.While in conversation, she noticed some reddish. When I touched it, she looked at me with wide-eyed surprise. I just gave her a brief little smile as I opened my hand and squeezed her thigh. She did not react nor did she pull away. I alternated between just letting my hand rest on her leg and gently giving massaging squeezes. Seeing her remain so composed, I decided to ramp things up a little more. Knowing she preferred thigh-high hosiery rather than pantyhose, I slid my hand further up her leg pushing her skirt up until I found bare. It took us several more minutes to wind down from that pleasurable peak of passion and into the realms of our post-coital bliss. The glow wrapped itself around us, and we basked in its presence and the connection that our lovemaking had re-enforced between us. While that warmth had become a permanent part of our relationship, it became obvious that we'd have to eventually leave this place of peace, and return to the real world.Reluctantly, we broke apart, and I helped Joanne put her clothes.