. all the young captain could muster was toraise an eyebrow. I sat down uninvited."Pedro's friend, I presume?" he asked."Herself," I replied. "And you... are Gord---- I mean Mr. Vassolich?"He was taken a bit aback. Gordo was now fairly slender and didn't reallydeserve his childhood nickname. "Yes,do you have it?"I opened my briefcase, and took out a pack of cigarettes as well as asmall envelope.Gordo opened it, but kept his poker face."United States Dollars.... the best currency there is."I said. Im going to take a couple of more pictures. He grabbed his camera and shot about two shots of her cum covered face with his cock laying on her chin. He scooped up some of his cum into the palm of his hand, then he moved down between her legs and pushed his cum into her pussy that was by now open to the size of a silver dollar. He milked his cock for a few drops of cum into her gaping pussy and asked her to spread her pussy lips. He shot a couple shots like that as his cum dribbled out of her. As she walks away I check her out. She is wearing jeans, flops, and a light blouse. Nothing to sexy or revealing. Just the average attire for a day out running errands. I notice her curves, ample butt, and can make out the shape of her large DD’s from the outline of her blouse. She was definitely a BBW although I will give it to her that she is on the smaller side of that spectrum.She quickly returns, grabs her bag, and says why don’t we move outside. I thought sure why not. I wasn’t. But Michelle, my running partner, she liked it, a lot. She wants you to take one like that of her so she can send it to her ex. Seem she used to get grief about her weight. Well, let’s say she’s dropped more than a hundred pounds, but picked up muscles in all the right places without losing her curves.”“Ah, a real woman then. Not that you are not. Your curves are quite respectable. But no woman should get grief for what is a necessary part of their body structure. I would be happy to oblige her.