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Therese pulled her large white panties up her dimpled thighs, covering her rounded ample flesh. Her blonde fur glistened with her juices as she slipped her large women’s hose over her jiggling buttocks. She applied a heavy paste of gloss over her lips. Tonight she felt alive and wanted to look beautiful. Donald would arrive any moment. She poured herself a glass of wine, enjoying the warming of her blood vessels as roses bloomed in her cheeks. Carefully , she snapped up her dress, ten snaps in the front. Her bobbing breasts squeezed in tight, were dangerously straining the front of her dress. Donald was her birthday present. She was turning 40 and had hired him for the evening to take her out and to show her a good time. She had made sure that the man was skilled in the erotic arts as well as someone who could appreciate her size. She was 5’3 and 230 pounds. All-woman. Her hourglass figure at 16 had turned into a mass of sensual delight. Therese masturbated often as much as two or three times a day. She would fantasize about a huge dark drill of a cock while using her favorite vibrator on her clit, bringing herself to a mind-numbing , earth-shattering climax, over and over again. It had been over a year since she had been in a meaningful relationship, and that was fine, except she did miss a man’s tongue, the thick feel of a cock as her muscles sucked in, gripping, shaking. She had hired the escort with high expectations. After all, she deserved the best! The doorbell rang. Donald turned out to be just as she had ordered. He was a tall and handsome man. His dark hair and charcoal eyes set off muscled mocha skin with a sparse and sexy beard. He was dressed well, looking the part of a gentleman. She hoped that he wasn’t too much of a gentleman. Therese had always had a thing for handsome men of African-American descent. The moment Donald stepped into her apartment, she had not wanted to leave. Her thighs went slick with juices and sweat. She thought about leaving for the restroom to use her vibrator to climax so that she would be able to last through dinner . No words were spoken as Donald sensed the attraction. Feeling her heat, he went to the stereo, dropped in a bluesy, cool CD, then approached Therese, looking deeply into her sensual eyes. He placed his strong arms around her neck and nuzzled his beard into her deep cleavage. His rough skin chafed her heavy bosoms as he ran his tongue over her breast, lifting it passionately. Slowly, he popped each snap of her dress open. Her heavy breasts spilled out as he roamed all over her mounds of flesh. Pressing his leg against her thigh, she felt a huge hardness. It felt as though he had a tire iron in his pants! She turned to rub her clit through her panties, against his strong limbs. Therese slipped down to her knees and pulled out his huge, hard member. She sucked and nibbled his cock with intense pleasure. Donald dropped to his knees, his cock a huge arrow in the air and fucked her bouncy tits. Therese ordered him not to cum. He spread out her wobbling thighs and spread her cunt lips wide with his hands. She felt the rough buds of facial hair rubbing against her blonde pussy hair. He roughly licked her labia and teased her nubby clit, as her meaty flesh sandwiched his head. She begged him to enter her and he finally stuck his cock in deeply. Her whole body bounced on the floor as he grabbed handfuls of butt flesh. Therese bucked her hips as Donald thrust his huge trunk, pounding her pussy, full force. She came, her legs shaking wildly as Donald’s cock spasmed violently, shooting his spunk all down her stockings, which were now bunched around her knees. Therese threw her head back, took a deep breath and announced that she had worked up an appetite. They laughed, heartily. It was indeed a birthday to remember.