“Oh,” she said with a shrug. “Just a joke.” She sat down at the table because it was the boss’s day off and she was in charge.“You ever be...en married?” I asked.“Who’d have me?” she smiled.“Plenty of people,” I said, trying not to sound patronising. “You’re a nice woman, friendly, amusing…”“Obese,” she said to finish my list.“That’s a medical term,” said. “It has nothing to do with attractiveness.”“No,” she said flatly. “But get real. I have. I’ve had to.”“What time do you finish tonight?” I. You couldn't think of an explanation for the corset and heels.---Now you're alone, on the corner and a the lights of a dingy, older model car pass over you before it slows, stops, and the back seat door opens. A deep voice commands you to get in. The car is dark, and it takes you a moment to figure out its the guy in the passenger seat smoking weed. The man in the back with you exclaims appreciatively at your outfit and the car has barely pulled away before he's closed his fingers over your. "Oh Daddy your cock is so big!" "My hand is stroking your thick shaft. My hand looks so small. " What daddy? You want me to suck your big cock. Mmmmm." Daniel moves to the doorway and looks in. He can see a bent leg over the top of the couch. He moves until he is standing behind the couch. Fiona has her skirt pulled up around her waist and her t shirt pulled up, panties pulled to one side. One hand rubbing her moist pussy lips the other has two fingers being sucked on. The listener can hear her. My thumb was the first to know and my cock was ready to follow up and get some of mom's Hershey Highway. I couldn't wait to give my cock the present of a piece of her nasty ass.Just as she had last night under the stars, she relaxed her sphincter muscles little by little until it opened up like a flower allowing my entire thumb to slide all the way up her bum hole as far as it could go…up past the big fat knuckle and to the hilt of the palm of my hand. Man, that would be like the equivalent of.