Free A Hot Mess by Edd McNair

turn around,” he said, and she did. He looked at her rolls on her side, but he also caught the flawless caramel skin that made him want to lick her plus-size body. He wanted his tongue to follow the thong in the crack of her ass.
    â€œLook at me. Turn around.”
    She did.
    He stared into her eyes, which had been lined with dark eyeliner, making them appear chinky. Her extended eyelashes made him feel as if her eyes were caressing him, and her smooth skin that rose on her cheekbones every time she blushed and the lips that covered her beautiful white teeth made him want to throw his tongue in her mouth.
    â€œMove. Dance. Just move to the music,” he said standing up reaching out for her, as she came close, dancing to the music.
    He put both his hands on the outside of her breasts and pushed them together. As they rose up in the strapless canary yellow bra, he could feel his manhood rise then stiffen in his True Religion jeans. He reached behind her, undid her bra, and brought each end around to the front. Omari watched those 42DD’s slide out of their secure sling and rest on her stomach. He took his hands and grabbed one, throwing one of her nipples into his mouth and licking and sucking vigorously.
    She reached out and took off his Polo and his T-shirt in one swoop. Before his shirt could hit the floor, he was behind her, pushing her to the bed.
    Joy leaned over on the bed, thinking he was gonna drop his pants like he’d done lately and just push his manhood up into her, but he fell to his knees and allowed his tongue to follow her thong into her ass and between her legs. He pulled the thong to the side and buried his face into her warm, moist womanhood from behind, and sucked and devoured, until he found her clit and licked and flickered as he spread her ass.
    Joy spread her legs, so he would have no problems getting to what was eventually going to make her body feel more than sensational, and it did. She lifted her ass and opened her legs as far as they would go, allowing him all access. Then a feeling rose from her insides, and she let out a scream.
    A gush of warmth ran down Omari’s nose and onto his top lip and in his mouth. He never stopped indulging, until she closed her legs and lunged forward, not being able to take another lick.
    Joy heard his buckle loosen and his pants drop. When he approached the bed and touched her, she was still shaking, going through a moment of ecstasy, and didn’t want anything to disturb it. So she turned sideways and came to the edge of the bed and reached out and grabbed his erection and took it into her mouth.
    She could feel his excitement by the stiffness of his penis and the way it jerked at her touch.
    Omari leaned back, breathing hard.
    As she got into her rhythm, her body relaxed, and she became even more excited, knowing what she was doing for him.
    Joy got on her knees facing him, never removing his dick from her mouth. She stuck her ass up high in the air, so he could imagine getting in it, as she sucked him off. Her tongue and head motion coming together, she could feel his dick swelling.
    Omari began to pant hard. “I’m gonna cum,” he said, giving her the option, but she never pulled back.
    He felt a feeling of ecstasy begin to rise up inside of him as her tongue flickered across the underside of his dick, right below the head.
    He let out an, “Aaagh!” that could have woke the kids. He thought the feeling was going to be interrupted, but it wasn’t, as he stood shaking, releasing every bit of cum into her mouth.
    Joy squeezed and sucked until he pushed her head back and fell to his knees, and then flat on his back, trying to catch his breath.
    â€œWhoa!” he said, getting to his feet, his dick in his hand. He stared at the bashful fat girl laid back on the bed, legs open, head to the side, knocked out.
    As soon as he climbed on top of her, she lifted her legs and allowed him to enter, and he laid his body