Sex And Fat Women, Loved To Seduce Rubens Model

I was in my prime and actually looked pretty good. However, I had a certain preference that my friends did not quite share. Because while the exclusively slim and attractive girls were, I preferred fats or at least very chubby women.

I took almost every opportunity to get the fat women in Berlin to bed. Of course, I tried as long as I could hide my tendency to fats and chubby women, since I could not expect much understanding from my friends in this regard. In order to avoid being seen somewhere in the city, I often ordered a fat woman from Berlin at the escort in Berlin, who came to visit me quite discreetly at home.

What interested me most about the Fat Women or Rubens models was their greasy and huge ass and partly because I loved the wonderful, hanging and fleshy breasts that felt like a bowl full of jello. Another reason was, of course, that the least chubby women could really resist, because what fat Klops, had the chance to get a real athlete to bed?

Of course, my ego and self-esteem were always on the top level, which of course made any sort of discharge unthinkable for me. Of course, the models of the escort in Berlin were always first class and were a guarantee that I always had fantastic sex. Nevertheless, the thick women from Berlin and Rubens models, which I booked with the agency, were no longer enough for me and I spent every free minute looking for new, obese girls in the city.

Already in the morning at the bakery I started flirting and invited the strangers and fat women for coffee. They felt so flattered that only very few people canceled. Even in my house lived one of the thickest women in Berlin. One day I carried her bags in front of the apartment, whereupon she invited me for a little refreshment. Her gigantic butt pushed through the hallway and made her way into the kitchen. She wore a skirt and had legs that could compete with a hundred-year-old oak tree.

This Rubens model offered me a hot ride

We faced each other in the kitchen and I used a typical peasant trick where I told her she was going to look very tense. Of course she proved me right, whereupon I referred her to the kitchen chair. Somewhat surprised then sat down and looked at me questioningly. I gently put my hands on her shoulders and started massaging her greasy neck. She immediately caught fire and began to sweat like a piglet before slaughtering. Slowly, my hands slid from behind into the neckline and slid down her fat breasts.

I noticed how her breath caught, but it clearly enjoyed. Then I stood in front of her and unbuttoned her blouse. Out of sheer shame, she looked away, but allowed me to grant. The fat things were literally out of the bra and spread out on the armrest. I estimated each breast at six kilos and kneaded it enthusiastically. My tongue slid over the fat apron hanging between her legs in the air. Then I pulled off her skirt and tried her legs just a little spreading, so I could sink into her beautiful fat cave.

She chuckled and sighed in pleasure as she took action. Her sausage fingers fished my hard lout out of the pants and led him directly into her mouth. Then I asked her to sit on my face with her fat butt so that I could better penetrate her with my tongue. This fat woman was a true pleasure and could have been from the escort in Berlin. Finally, I splashed her then on the nipples, which were located far below the belly button.

A beautiful number that was certainly not the last. Because at the farewell, we met her chubby company in the stairwell, which I immediately threw a lustful look. The main advantage of my predisposition was that even if I should not find a fat girl, I could fall back on the escort in Berlin at any time, which provides me with a Rubens model immediately.