- No you wouldnt. There's a lot of young men out there looking to score on a mature BBW like yourself.- What's a BBW? - Big Beatiful Woman (she is +80... kilo at 1,70 high, almost like my wife)- You think I'm beatiful?- Sure I do!She has a pretty face, full lips, a page hair cut that frames her face nice, nice blonde hair with silver strands in them, a GREAT rack, her legs are not so long but all in all really nice looking.- Lick your panties for me!- I never did that before!- Then is high time. Her hips measured 33 inches, less than most schoolgirls. Her waist was 21 inches, a really small woman. But her breasts... wow! They were 34-EEE! I fell in love instantly. However she sat on the edge of her bed and spread her legs. "Okay, honey, you gonna do your duty first."I dropped to my knees, centered on the slit topped with a bush of short curly black hair and let my tongue feast, licking and flicking throughout the area of her clit and down to her vaginal opening. My lips played with the. That was something she would never intentionally do but it really was embarrassing. She reached out and took his hand. His hand was so warm, and she almost dropped it as quickly as she touched it, but he tightened the hold, so she did not let go.“Victoria.”The sound of her own name made her shiver.“Jamie, I...”“Yes?” He said leaning closer and gently brushing her hair away.“Jamie, I need to go to the bathroom. I can’t get up and need Elizabeth.” And with that she started to cry.“It’s ok, don’t. Is her room prepared?" It is."Mr. Woodhouse stepped over the threshold into a warmly lit foyer and onto a marble floor with complex curved patterns. I followed, choosing my steps carefully, for it was clear that the patterns and their arrangements were no accident, and that where one might go in the house, and even one's mortal fate, might be determined by where on the floor one stepped. Mr. Woodhouse and his friend noticed my caution. They smiled."You needn't fear the floor, Tyballa. As long.