Missy takes charge

Missy rolls you onto your back, laying atop you and smothering you with her wet, sloppy kiss. Her full lips press to yours and her fat tongue slithers into your mouth. As you kiss her hands are busy, reaching to her waist and hitching down the stretch pants welded to her plump body. She pulls her lips away as she slides the pants and panties down over her big ass.

"Oh, baby, I am going to have all sorts of fun with you," she says, getting on her knees as she kicks her stretch pants the rest of the way off. She is shaved bare, with a large mound of razor-burned flesh and thick thighs marked with pimples and acne. You can smell her from here, the musk of her aroused cunt. "You like this, baby?"

She reaches down and spreads her pussy lips so you can see the juicy pink flesh within. With her other hand she reaches up and lifts a heavy tit towards her face, leaning her head down to lick a fat nipple and then suck it into her mouth. Almost without thinking your fingers drift to your own pussy and you begin gently massaging your lips and rubbing your fingers against your sensitive clit.

"I think she likes me," Missy says to Mr. Crassle.

The old man has his fly open and is slowly stroking his cock as he watches you. He has a great view of your tender ass and between your spread legs. Missy turns back and looks down at you with a lusty expression. You feel a thrill of anticipation wondering what the fat hooker will do with you.