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She rebuked him for a while. He eventually won her over by showing her his attraction to her was genuine. He made sure she knew he was not after her to put another notch in his bedpost.Mom told me often she never understood how she landed a hunk like my dad. She took my dad’s death horribly. No man had loved her like that before and she doubted she’d ever find another who would. She put on a lot of weight after dad died. I don’t mean like twenty or thirty, I mean a lot. When dad died, she weighed around 250 pounds. Three years after dad’s death she was closer to 350.Despite the many different types of women I had taken to bed, I had never had sex with a woman like my mom. Many would never believe that a woman with a body like my mother was my ideal. I had always wanted to make love to a Big Beautiful Woman. Most BBWs would never give me the time of day. They never believed a guy like me was genuinely attracted to them. (I blame the asshole guys who are built like me who treat them.

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