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Ebony BBW meeting Alex for the first time + black moms nude

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I arrive at the hotel and go up to his room. He’s left the door open for me. I go in and he hugs me…it feels so good to have his arms wrapped around me. My nerves start to fade. We sit on the bed and make small talk. I ask if he would give me a minute and he goes down the hall to get ice. While he’s gone I light some candles that I brought and I turn out the lights, I open the curtains, and I change into a t-shirt and panties. I pour a little lotion and body oil into my hands and rub it all over my freshly exfoliated skin. Staring at my feet, rubbing up my calves, to my thick thighs, to my ass, then to my belly, stopping for a moment at my 46H breasts and caressing my dark nipples, feeling them harden between my fingers. I linger for a moment before finishing with my arms. I slip into an oversized grey t-shirt that I cut the collar off of so it hangs off one shoulder. I put on a pair of black booty shorts underneath and sit on the bed to wait. Continue reading


Bbw pizza girl

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I was in a rut. Another Friday night alone. Just like last Friday and the one before that. Sitting here watching some stupid info-mercial aimed at inbred trailer trash. My God- I was watching and thinking of buying the asinine product!!! I needed to do something…quick. Hell, I’ll just get a pizza and take it from there. Yeah, a pizza with everything. With shaking hands and trembling fingers, I picked up the telephone and triumphantly placed my order: “Three pizzas – the works, and a six pack of diet coke.” I impatiently waited for my gourmet feast to arrive. Needless to say, by the time the doorbell rang, I was hungry and horny. I had popped in the video and Ron Jeremy was already boffing Ginger’Lynn in a giant bowl of french salad. Both were smothered in mayonnaise and pickle relish (of all things!).
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Chubby Lisa gets what she was denied from her ex for so long

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Lisa stood in her black dress at the library with her back turned to him. She was oblivious to him as her job kept her busy enough to ignore the normal distraction of library wanderers. Kevin crept up on her, placed both his arms around her and kissed her neck.

“Fuck,” she turned around, cut off by another kiss this time on her lips.

“Mmm, that’s better.”

She turned around to kiss him full on as their eyes met. Her tongue probed his mouth and he melted, visions of past kisses from her ran through his head.

“Now that seems more like a good afternoon kiss. Care for an afternoon delight?” She ignored him deliberately.

He followed her as she shelved a few more books, admiring her hair now that it had grown out.

His worst fear was that she would not respond to his advances the way he expected her to, as she did two years ago. She kept things interesting by keeping him wondering.
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