Great big tits are what most men want for Christmas! I was at Starbucks this morning for my daily fix. Well, one of my daily fixes. It was a chilly morning. I was in jeans and a form fitting sweater that showed off my ample boobs. I was trying to look as sexy as possible during a deep freeze. I caught the attention of a sexy older man. He told me he had some mistletoe so I would kiss him. I didn’t mind the flirting because he was fucking sexy. One of those daddies I’d like to fuck. I have many men like that in my life. A sexy bbw like me can always use more. He told me I looked like his next mistress. I was flattered until I realized he thought I was an escort. He came on to me, so I was a bit put off at the suggestion that he thought I was working him in a Starbucks. He saw that I was miffed and apologized profusely. I was not sure what to do. I wanted to fuck him. I wanted to be his mistress or sugar baby, but not for an exchange of cash. I thought I would just leave. He followed me. He wanted to take me shopping to apologize. It is the season for giving. I let him take me on a shopping spree at the mall. Of course, I took him back home to fuck. He was handsome, generous and turns out hung too. As I fucked him, I thought about our earlier exchange. I didn’t take cash from him, but I did let a stranger and married man spend close to $1,000 on me then brought him home to fuck. I have always thought of myself as a sugar baby, but is it really any different than being an escort?