Here is how you connect. Don’t worry, it will still be anonymous ++Daisy debated for a few seconds and then made the connection. After all, it would...still be anonymous. Then an image appeared of an old Black man. He had to be at least 30! But it must be Tyrone.“Do you really think think that my pictures are sexy?”“Yes they are Daisy. You have a very tight, sexy body. With a little training, Black men will be willing to pay lots of money to fuck you.”“Training? How much money would Black men be. I let my finger trail over her face to caress those soft lips. I was rewarded with a slick of her tongue as it tried to get rid of the pest that annoyed her. I finally moved over and buried my fingers in her hair to hold he head while I kissed her, tenderly at first, but with more insistent kisses. They weren’t in any sense sensual or sexual kisses, just kisses of a deep, enduring love. ‘Haven’t you had enough of me?’ she finally asked, smiling up at me. ‘I’ll never get enough of you,’ I. . that was the last thing he heard from her.Everything slowed down till it got frozen in place after the explosion. A sense of incomprehensible dread consumed from the very depth of his being. He wanted to reach out, to charge with his dark attribute energy and what minuscule amount of dark element energy he could muster, but for this instance his perception was heightened well beyond all other of his capabilities. Thus, he could only watch.The ceiling cracked and split, raining rocks and Sun. Then cupped her big tits and began squeezing them. She moved closer to me and stood up a little bit, making my face leveled with her breasts. She could see the desire in my eyes to tear her breasts apart and suck them until their dry.“You like Niruup. They’re 38DDD’s,” She gloated. Imagine all this drama in the moving bus with most of the passengers sleeping peacefully. She then moved closer and made her big tits slap across my face a few times. Then grabbed her breasts and began squeezing them.