Maybe all you need is a good massage.”“Maybe so,” Joy replied. “But I don’t know a good masseuse.”“Lucky you,” Angie shot back, "I use... to be a licensed massage therapist.”“No way!” Joy shot back. “Are you serious?”“Yes,” Angie replied. “I can give you a massage right now.”Joy was ecstatic.“I’ll tell you what,” Angie said, “I'll run next door and get my lotions. Why don’t you take a hot shower and get ready? I know exactly what you need! We can do this on your bed.”I listened as Angie departed. Thanks to the slowest taxi in the world I am twenty minutes late already. The driver and his overbearing opinions are beginning to grate on me as we finally arrive outside the Cedar Rooms. He is angling for a tip, but he doesn’t get one as I pay him and angrily slam the door behind me as I exit.If there is one thing I hate it is lateness. I’ve always been the same since I can remember, to me it’s a personal insult if somebody can’t keep time. So I am really hacked off with myself, especially as. . She was asking me wen are u coming my home?I replied back saying when are u planning to… She took me to a bushy forest and started pressing her ass on my rod (5.6 inches) i was like in trying to unzip…And i finally unzipped wen entered in deep forest…She was saying you are so fast …I replied poor thing u pressured so much with your touch.. She kissed it bending down and gave a nice blow job and said u have such a delicious rod.. And bigger than my ex hubby.. We were smooching for a while and. Porsha said nuthin i was just wondering. I said wondering what. Porsha said i was wondering if you have a big dick. I said of course i do i'm black. Porsha was like your right. Porsha ask me if she can see it. i said i would but not out here & it's late. Porsha was like nobody knows we're back here & people never comes back here. I said how do you know. Porsha said look around what's back here. I said you got a point. I said alright i'd let you see it for a sec but then i gotta go. So i unzip.