If you were to remasculinize Homer Simpson, you’d turn him into Chuck Norris. Do you understand it now? Cool. Let’s move along. First, I had to fi...d myself an average man. A completely average man. He can’t be a total loser or an irresistible stud. He also can’t be filthy rich or dirt poor. He can’t be depressed and suicidal or completely happy-go-lucky. I found the perfect man at Home Depot. His name was Dexter Brown. A tall, somewhat nice-looking young black man. He was a student at Beacon. ” pushing her breasts out towards him, tom couldn’t help but stair at them then looked at her face and smiled, just as she slipped from her desk and moved to him. “I know you admire the females in the office, but would you touch my breasts.” With the time he had gone without sex, holding her big breasts in his hands would be a dream come true, but he just stood there glancing at her breasts. “You want to touch them, but your afraid cause im your boss, is that right tom.” “And the thought. Kissing down my body he sucked on my nipples, forcing slight moans out of my lips. Getting lower and lower he got to my pussy and began to lick me out. He knew exactly what I wanted, which must have come from knowing me so well. Within minutes I had to grab onto his covers to stop myself from screaming. Henry looked up, and came back so that his body was directly over mine. Things were so hot and we both knew what was about to happen. He stared into my eyes for a few moments and said “baby. I managed to get them down to the middle of her thighs. She rolled away from me and pulled them off completely as they were hampering her movements. I took the opportunity to slip off mine. The men hollered as we tangled on the floor completely naked. I was much stronger than Diane and had no trouble pinning her down. I held her arms down with my knees and straddled her tits. The men were yelling obscenities and wanted me to do all kinds of nasty things to her. I noticed that a few of them had.