He had sent a few pics including one of his “prized possession” as he called it. [When you’re hung like he is you’re allowed to be a little co...ny.] How hung you ask? He’s the biggest I’ve ever had, thicker and maybe an inch longer than my 10” black toy.So he messages that he’s ready right now, like THAT minute, and he wanted to FUCK SOME WHITE PUSSY. I took my boyfriend aside, since his friends don’t know about what we do, and showed him the messages. I figured he’d tell me to set something up. Eventually she pulled into the staff car park of the James Elliot centre and wondered what she would find there. First thing she needed to find was her office and that wasn't going to be easy. It wasn't like a person who had been working there for so long could ask directions to her own office. As she lay there the previous night she pondered this question and came up with the idea of sending herself a parcel and insisting it be handed to her personally at 10 AM. Then all she had to do was. My next stop is that sensitive area just above her pubic region, where the top of her bikini panties had been. I slowly lick along the panty-line around to her right hip with my tongue. Then slowly, keeping my tongue pressed lightly to her skin, I trace the same line back around to her left hip. I can smell the scent of her sopping wet pussy. I am teasing her, and I am driving her crazy. I can tell by her moans that she is rather perturbed that I don’t go ahead and lick her pussy, but she had. I had wedged myself into a nice quiet little corner where the hustle and bustle and cacophony of noise would hopefully leave me alone for a bit. Then a crazy hot chick with short bleached out hair and dozens of facial piercings came over and pinned me in. She had a wild predatory glint in her eyes and around them as the three black metal bars in her each of her eyebrows shimmered with the same piercing intensity. She pressed herself against me and smiled drawing my eyes down. A row of nasal.