She told me that once she loved someone but he left her for some other girl and tears started running down her eyes. I hesitated but somehow i got the...courage and gently hugged her. She began to cry out loud because after such a long time she realized someone cares for her. I was wiping her tears with my hands but still she was hissing. So i kissed on her lips. She quickly hugged me and we continue with our kissing session. Later her head was on my shoulders and she uttered with a stumbling. What was that?”“That was your cock, Donald. Your cock was saying good morning to his beloved — if somewhat battered — sheath who adores him. Your cock is a gentleman, Donald. What’s wrong with the rest of you?”“I adore you, Marion Whitfield.” A few minutes passed in silence and he said, “A penny for your thoughts?”“I was just thinking how incredibly lucky I am,” she said. As she replied, she moved as far toward him as the seat allowed. “Darling, I’m going to say something that may sound. "I have to say it was stupid idea to wear it, but I didit. And then poof! It turned me into... this," she said, looking at herbody.Shallam had to hide his smile. "Quite an unfortunate event for a famousdaught... I mean son of Sparda. I assume you want me to change youback?" Yes!" she said bit louder than before."Well, I have to say that it's not the first time I have to deal withsuch a curse. It's not very hard to remove it... but the problem is togather everything that's needed to do so."Dante. She waved at me."Hi, Suze. How's it going?" I said.What a beautiful woman, rosy face, small mouthed, shapely figure, perfect breasts. Her fine skin, sprinkled with a couple of freckles made her look like a twenty-year-old country bumpkin. I looked forward to my big black dick sinking inside her cunt."Hi, Suze," I said.She turned. "Hi, Steve. Good day at the office?" To hell with that," I said and unbuttoned my shirt. My muscles were tired and what I needed most was this white woman to suck and.