.. Across town, at that moment, Bill Warren was sitting in study hall, daydreaming about Maggie. He knew Jenny was down there today, and his little si...ter often came back with tales of the gorgeous nigger's fantastic body and the way it freaked everybody out. Jenny was resigned to the way he grilled her about it now, wanting to know every detail, which machines she used, who else was there, he had even worked up the nerve to ask Jenny about whether Maggie's boobs sagged, was her pussy gray at. “I think you’d be in love with any cock that could produce enough semen for you.”“There’s some truth to that, but yours is just the right length and the perfect width for me. I just love the way you stretch me out when you enter me. A smaller and thinner one just doesn’t do it for me and I’ve had quite a few like that. Everyone thinks that bigger is always better, but a cock that’s too long will bang into my cervix on every stroke and that hurts like you wouldn’t believe. Same with too. I just want to be honest with you about my feelings.”“As long as we are just experimenting like everything else, then I’m good with it. I am guessing you’ve already thought about this detail.” I questioned her.“Not everything. Just seeing if she was interested or even willing, that’s about it. She really likes what she heard about you,” Ally said, smiling coyly at me.“You were talking about me?”“Yeah, it was about what you did for me when I came home to you. I told her how you treated me. Men and women pursue sex a lot differently. That probably applies to male and female sex addicts too," I theorized. "Honestly, you might be better off asking a female sex addict about this. I'm sure they've gotten around to diagnosing those by now." Maybe," Jennifer admitted. "But you guys are easier to find." It's not like we're impartial, though," I proposed. "You don't have to be a sex addict, or even an accurate sex addict, to turn us on. You just have to be an attractive woman. And since.