Had a few heffers in the past make it very clear they would do whatever, had cute faces and would let them blow, but the thought of having to do anything else was repulsive so didn't entertain them.How does one politely say you can blow me but I'm not touching your disgusting fat body?
You don't have to tell them, they know already. Unless you're scooping them from some sort of retard facility women don't have to be told when they're undesirable. I'm ashamed to say I've hooked some fat cat wearing my whiskey goggles once. When she got her shirt off and her fat lots pretty much dropped down to her c.unt, I nearly threw up. I didn't expect it to be pretty but nothing can really prepare you. She saw my face and said something along the lines of, ' guess just one of us is getting off tonight' and proceeded to near enough swallow my dick and balls down. After I blew my load on her tits (and she lifted them and licked them clean), she said I'm welcome any time round again.
I shall not dare lie, I did consider going round again but didn't want to get trapped into her thinking she's entitled to an orgasm too. Not by my hand, knob or tongue anyway.
That's why the devil created the black race for this type of fat birds
