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Paul Smith or just Smitty to his brothers was a short, round kid. A twenty-year-old kid. He was always laughing and joking around; never lacked for dates because he was fun to be around. Most of the girls he dated were beautiful because he was fun to be with. They wouldn't fuck him, but he was a lot of fun.

Six months ago, he lost his virginity. The lovely, big-titted BethAnn was as much fun as he was, and they even laughed in bed while fucking. That is until a month ago. He hadn't been laid since.

On one of those over-40 dating sites. He responded to three women who he thought were stunningly beautiful and then mistakenly tapped on the photo of an unattracted woman who looked over-weight. "Oh shit," he cried, showing the woman's photo to some of his brothers.

"Just your luck, she'll be the only one who responds," Jimmy Frawley laughed.

He wasn't wrong. A week later, "Hi, Paul. I'm Arlene. Thank you for your response. I'd love to meet you. Our age difference doesn't matter to me. How about Friday at TGIF Fridays for a beer and a burger?"

Although both had seen the other's picture on the dating site, they were both disappointed. Smitty, as he introduced himself, was short, much shorter than the almost 5' 11" Arlene. She also outweighed him. She was wearing jeans. ‘That was one wide ass,' he thought.

However, their personalities meshed and they laughed and joked. "Smitty, at my age, I don't have a lot of time for courting, as they used to call it. Come home with me."

He followed her home. "Like I said, I don't have time for a lot of romance, my bedroom is this way."

Naked in bed, their hands were all over each other. His hands went to her massive tits. Hers went to his already hard cock. "Just so I don't get any surprises, Smitty, why did you and your last girlfriend break up? You're not gay, are you?" "Um, it's kind of embarrassing."

"At fifty-two, I've heard just about everything."

"Well," he hesitated.

It's okay," she gently stroked his cock.

"Um, a bunch of us were in a bar and some older guys, maybe in their forties, at the next table were talking loudly. I couldn't help but hear them. They were saying that there's nothing like the taste of a woman."

"They meant the taste of pussy, right?"

"Yeah. Anyhow, the next time I was with BethAnn, I suggested it, and she threw me out."

"Why?"

"She said I was a disgusting pig. She asked if I knew that was where she peed and bled from."

"I see, and how old is this BethAnn?"

"Nineteen, just like me."

"Smitty, nineteen-year-old girls don't know anything. I can tell you, there's nothing better for me than to have my pussy eaten by a man who knows what he's doing."

"Really?"

"Really. My pussy is all yours."

"Can I?"

Arlene O'Day thought she'd struck a gold mine. It wasn't that Smitty

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