Between his skin and the green material, she could see dark flesh. Dark meaty flesh.She was about to faint."Honey!" Tim's voice called, as from the vo...d.She woke from her dream. The black man walked back into his stall, his bulbous green man pouch bouncing up and down with each step."Honey!" Time called from the right stall."Yes, Tim," she regained her composure."Are you talking with someone?" Um, no honey." She lied."Ok, well I think I have a problem." What is it?" It doesn't fit." Tim's voice. ."I was cut off, by Brad sliding his hand up my skirt and directly between my legs where he began rubbing my pussy through the thin material of my thong."Tell me more." He smiled."More," I asked, my hand tightening around his cock. "About sweet little Ashley, our best friends adorable little daughter you claim not to think about?" I wasn't until you started talking about her," he said, but this time couldn't keep the smile from his face."Well I'm glad you weren't thinking of our pretty little. I was stunned and couldn’t say anything as I memorized every detailof those breasts. They were a fair size about a 35C, which wereseparated from each other with a valley that indiated firmness. Theupwardly pointing nipples were a darker brown and were hardening as Igazed at them. Around the now crinkled aerolas was a triangle of palesmooth skin created by a string bikini, bordered by the crisp line ofa good tan.She moved closer and pulled one of my hands up and placed it on hertit. This. Ever. Just look at my fat, fucking dick.“And, if I ask if you like my cock, you say, ‘Yes, Kevin, I like your cock.’“If I ask if you are a total cock-whore, you say ‘Yes, Kevin, I’m a total cock-whore.’“Whatever I say to you, you say, ‘Yes, Kevin, and repeat it back to me, with feeling - like you mean it! Got it?”“I…, uh…, yes…?” He almost started to glance upwards, but quickly looked down at his pantyhose encased legs and knees. He would probably ruin these stocking, he thought sadly.“YES,.