Me and the BBW with the Fat Ass

“God, I’d love one of those!” She said, picking it up, sniffing it… “It’s a problem when I’m fisting myself… I can’t get as far in as I’d like… one of these… I could steer it! It wouldn’t shock her. XXX She squealed, froze, and then jolted, hard, three times, gutteral cries of rapture torn from her lungs. “Nina, I need speak to you for a moment.” The words were off my tongue before I could even think. “I’m going to push my big fist right up inside your cunt, Nina.” I gasped thickly, relishing each word as I began to screw my hand from side to side, leaning into her at the same time.