She stroked the full length of his shaft, dragging her fingers from her lips back to his swinging, bloated balls, and then back again, milking the hug... horse prick. I saw her throat working as she swallowed and presumed that she had just coaxed another savory discharge of gooey pre-cum onto her taste buds. She stroked him again, more enthusiastically. The stallion pressed insistently forward, deeming only a few scant inches of penis penetration into this wonderful face-cunt to be. I dressed in a short black skirt, white blouse, white bra and heels and a white garter belt holding up my hose and panties and left for the address the man gave me. When I arrived I entered his apartment as instructed and before me was this really good looking black man. I moved up to him as he came towards me, "Very nice" he said to me and as we met he kissed me long and softly. His lips felt so tender against mine and I felt a tingle run through me. We kissed for another minute or so until he. That way, they won’t think you’re just a dumb slut, like say Cathy Pender, who, not only says yes first time, but sometimes she even offers. How desperate! But then again, Cathy is fat so it doesn’t even matter if she has large breasts because they just merge with her flabby gut and she looks like a potato in tight jeans and stretch tops. She also pulls her jeans halfway up her cunt for her gross camel toe look. Guys only take her up when they’re desperate and since most of them have also been. "The truth was going to kill me, well here goes. "I guess part of it is that I think you’re the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I know it’s sick or even perverted, but one day you left a pair of panties in the bathroom and they were soft and silky. They intrigued me, I picked them up and rubbed them on my cheek. They felt so good that I really wished that I could wear underwear like those, and your scent caught me totally unaware. I couldn’t help myself Donna, and your panties turned me.