At times, I kept noticing David peeking at my full, rounded ass when I was up walking around, or at another desk. My senses could tell he too was intr...gued. I soon bridged the opportunity by asking him for dinner that night. He accepted. I decided to wear one of my black cocktail dresses to dinner that night. I ended up taking him to one of my favorite downtown restaurants in Chicago. He too dressed for the occasion, and looked radiant as he escorted me into the establishment. The atmosphere. It makes my slutty white pussy so wet to know that I’m being such a dirty whore for you.” Then she went back to her feast, sucking Brandon’s asshole like a woman possessed. The filthy nature of her words and actions, he thought, was the way sex was supposed to be: primal and raw, animalistic and dirty. She was in sexual nirvana. Brandon held his legs wider as he enjoyed the sensation of his sexy white bitch making a feast of his ass. Heather loved every second of it and she wanted more. . The only penis she'd ever seen to rival Cedric's belonged to the porn star Shane Diesel (Brandee was a fan). Thick as a beer can, heavily veined, with a large prominently ridged head, the mammoth, milk-chocolate appendage hung straight down over testicles more fit for a rhinoceros than a 20-year-old college student. They must be the size of tennis balls! How much cum would balls like that manufacture? Enough to impregnate a dozen women, for sure.She pictured thick, ropey ribbons of hot white. I went over and introduced myself, observing that he appeared to be without lodging for the night. I told him that I only had a room with a single bed, but that I felt it would have either a recliner or day sofa, which he was welcome to use until morning. He paused for a moment, understandably trying to weight the offer against his limited alternatives. With a slight smile, he accepted, thanking me profusely, and assuring me that he would stay out of my way and give me as much privacy as he.