She had raised her round ass up off the bed, her knees bent, her lovely tits hanging down, nipples hard, her face mashed into her pillow womennude fat woman, hair womennude fat woman astray, and her hands furiously rubbing her wet womennude fat woman snatch.
Then, everything changed.
"NOOOOOOOOOOO," she screamed.
Her hands flew from her body, and she slumped fully on her bed.
Tricia bit womennude fat woman into the pillow, quieting herself.
Suddenly she began to beat on the bed with womennude fat woman closed fists, her legs bouncing up and down.
Finally settling down, she rolled over, and stared at the ceiling.
"Not fucking now, later. I will cum like mad, but later," she said aloud.
Tricia jumped up, and quickly moved to her bathroom, flipping on the shower, and stepped in.
Now she had no trouble keeping her hands off of her body, at least in a sexual way.
Soon, she was ready to go, having packed a womennude fat woman small suitcase, and departed for Bettys house.
She followed the directions perfectly, and pulled into the driveway in front of Bettys home.
It seemed like a very quiet womennude fat woman neighborhood, the houses situated far apart, and Bettys place sported a manicured front lawn, flawless in every detail.
Betty greeted her at the door, and she stepped inside.
"Wow Tricia, you look great!" Betty exclaimed.
"Think so? You look good yourself!" Tricia replied.
She spun around in a circle, showing off her body to Betty.
Tricia had taken Bettys advice to dress "hot", and she was wearing a pair of ultra-short cut-offs, a white t-shirt which was tied in a knot just below her breasts, and a pair of white strappy high-heels.
She didn even bother to wear a bra, and her nipples clearly showed through the t-shirt.
