Then she said, "I haven't had a man your size since Iowa. In Des Moines, the guys thought they were studs, but nothing like you, Dave. There was only ...ne guy who they called Porky. He came close, but still doesn't compare with you. I'm gonna love getting that jumbo dick of yours keeping me company. "Look, it's hot in here Spirit. Turn on the fan." Not yet, Dave. This is a process. We're not gonna hurry to get to the finish line." She spoke so unlike a whore. In fact, Spirit seemed like a woman. I walked close behind her, making sure to use her as a shield to hide my boner. Apparently this was very amusing to her, judging by the little quips she continued making at my expense."Hey J," she giggled. "Is that a blaster pistol in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?" Old, yes. But it was still mollifying. "Oh, no, wait. Why Bardock, are you growing another tail?"I turned even redder before I finally got her into a bathroom. Locking the door behind me, I turned back to her, ready to. It was her she was coming back from work it was a sunny day she was wearing sandals which complimented her pretty feet and her red painted toe nails she had a gold anklet on a skirt which was knee high and a red blouse shirt which looked really tight around her big tits. when i saw her i automatically stopped for what reason i still dont know my heart was racing and my mouth was dry, i waited for her to pas me i had the intention of catching her up and to make a move to speak to her.my plan. I justnever had a girlfriend with shorter hair than me. That's all." Really? I guess you never saw your last girlfriend without her weaves inthen?" said Trisha, getting angry. "The bitch had one of the shittiestweaves I ever saw. White girls can get extensions too if we want." Come on Trish. Don't play the race card honey," said Devin. "Justbecause I'm black and had a black girlfriend before you doesn't mean mygirlfriend had shitty weaves." Race card? Really? You're only half black, and my.