In my younger days I was a frequent masturbater. I did it in the hallway at school, the car dealer, club bathrooms, and good ole grandma and grandpa's.

I have always wondered what it would feel like to actually be with a woman. Looking at porn on the computer or finding old mags in the neighbors trash, I felt like a queer at chuckie cheese's.

But with my horrific appearance it was almost impossible to score with the ladies... 

until one day...

He came along..

and swept me off my feet...

He was a chubby one, short in stature, and had an odd smell of cottage cheese and funyons. His red hair made it almost impossible to look at him in direct sunlight, and the dandruff in the winter was imberable. His pepperoni tits almost looked like pencils in cold water and his mouth stayed wet with drool.

We had met in the YMCA, he first told me he went to a site called ebaums, which shocked me beyond belief. He then went on to tell me his screen name was volcumelement34, and its been a done deal since.

Here is a photo of my lovely man. please keep hateful commentas to yourself.

http://www.bbwblog.co.uk/fat-hairy-pussy.jpg

http://www.bbwblog.co.uk/fat-hairy-pussy.jpg