Friday approached all too quickly, despite having one of the most erotic experiences of my life I dreaded further contact with Mrs Watkins. I drove slowly down the motorway conflicting arguments raged in my mind stand at the door and take the money, no contact, but what about her massive breasts, those huge nipples, her mass of greying pubic hair and the slightly rancid smell that emanated from between her legs. Far from dissuading myself I became increasingly aroused all thought of what I stood to lose vanished as my cock replaced my brain in guiding my actions.
On reaching the front door I found it ajar and entered the dark musty passageway
"Anyone home"
"In the kitchen" came a husky reply
It was pitch black as the front door silently swung shut, I felt my way along the wall until I felt the kitchen door handle, it was stiff but eventually turned and the door flew open. The harsh fluorescent light momentarily blinded me then I saw her sat on the same chair as in previous visits only this time she was completely naked it was only as she started to stand that I saw that she wore a tight black thong. Folds of fat and her massive drooping breasts obscured the waistband the crotch disappeared between her hairy lips not to reappear until the small of her back. She linked her hands below her navel and pulled rolls of flesh up to reveal the thong in all its glory.
"Is this what you had in mind, I've had it on all week just for you I really like the feeling of string up my arse doubt its ever been as clean"
As she walked toward me she stroked her nipples my cock stuck out so firmly I was afraid that the trousers of my new Paul Smith suit would split.
"Sit" she commanded and I slumped into a soiled armchair.
She grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth to her breast to the erect nipple she had been stroking I licked it then sucked then ran it against my teeth. Force built on my hair at first pulling me further into her sagging chest and then forcing it down to the level of her knickers
"Smell my fresh knickers you were so keen on" They smelt anything but fresh, my mouth went lower, I sucked on the right lip that protruded from the thong.
She reached down with her free hand and pulled the gusset of her new underwear out of her cunt and placed it in my mouth, the acrid smell hit me first then the piss ridden taste with a variety of textures most notably small patches of creamy emission. My brain was in overdrive why was I allowing this disgusting woman to treat me in this way, I controlled every aspect of my life but here in this shabby house I was treated like a sex toy and loved every minute of it.
"Finger my arse and lick the front of my privates through the knickers" I did as I was told pulling apart her heavy cheeks moving the rear strand of her thong and gently running the tip of my fore finger around her rim. My fingers pushed inside her arse forcing her harder onto my face I bit into her pubic mound her wiry grey hairs coarse against my face. The aroma was changing as my movements both front and rear started to excite her, I pulled the knickers aside with my free hand and parted her dark lips. I lapped at her sopping cunt like the cat that had got the cream my tongue probing so deep I found it difficult to breath my nose hurt as she ground into me with increasing force. All the while my two fingers played inside her arsehole their tempo increasing in time with her thrusts suddenly her body tensed and my face was pushed even further into then her grip relaxed.
I extracted my stinking fingers from her and looked up at her blank face then grabbed the new panties pulling them roughly over her massive hips.
