helixo1976

friend's mom, I always had a love for thick, mature bodies. I met Charlotte when I had just turned twenty and she was in her early fifties. I had started dating her daughter, Alice, but I'd be lying if I said Charlotte didn't have my full attention from the jump. Charlotte was a heavy-set woman, red hair that flowed down to her shoulders, with round DD breasts that hung down over her belly, thick thighs, wide hips, and a fat ass. Despite being a redhead, her skin was a light tan complexion from her Italian heritage. Her face was nicely aged, light lines on her forehead and next to her eyes. To most, she might not turn heads; She was your typical mom-next-door you'd see at any parents' club meeting or school sporting event