When I checked her profile, she had a video of herself. I played the sample video and she looked damn hot in the hot pants and sleeveless tops.I seeme... as if she was dancing for some songs. While dancing, she removed her tops and showed me her hot navel. But she had some extra fats around her belly alone. Well, we UP guys would love some belly as we hate to see the girls with zero size. They look a bit starved or people from below poverty line.Well, she had other parts of the body in a good. After shaving, I lather my pussy up and slide my rubber dildo in and out. I moan louder as I get myself off. When I feel that I've had enough (which is never), I push on the bottom and warm water fills my pussy; just as a real dick was filling me with his cum.Once out of the shower, I stand in front of the mirror with the towel on. I comb my long hair, twist it and tie it in a bun. I put on my makeup and lather my body with a soft scented lotion. I walk back to my room to get dressed. I. "I'm sorry, Brian. I've really got to work at some of these things. Any boy I know outside our dating group would expect that if they got hard rubbing up against my butt, I'd give them some relief. I just assumed you'd want the same." I do, but I don't think it's a very good idea for us right now." I just want to know if white guys are different than black guys. I'll show you my black pussy if you want. That would be a first for both of us. I've never shown anyone." Denise, I wouldn't normally. You have been in an accident. Do you know your name?"For a second, it eluded her. Like an almost forgotten memory. "Ellen. Ellen ... Hayden," she finally said."One millimeter deeper," said the doctor.His nurse pushed a button on a panel that controlled the probe that was in the frontal lobe of her brain."Once again, what's your name?"Suddenly, it was gone. Her name; where she was from; how old she was. Everything. She had never felt so lost. "I ... I don't know," she said. Tears filled her.