The bulge definitely looked bigger. He adjusted it with his hand momentarily, possibly unaware that I was more interested in watching him than the mo...ie. "Christ! This is hot stuff." He breathed. There was an awkward silence as if he was expecting a reply. A thought crossed my mind. Was he waiting for me to start something? Was he expecting me to make the first move? While I was trying to think of a subtle way to attempt a seduction without making a terrible mistake by misreading the. I especially like older men who are either small and skinny, or over-weight, and who have big, thick cocks and low-hanging balls. I suppose I like to see them in those settings because it somehow makes the possibility of sucking a big, black cock more realistic. Other pictures that really turn me on are of black men in the back seat of a car, with white guys sucking them off. The air-brushed professional pictures don’t do much for me. I want to see a picture of a man that I might actually. “Seriously. I dated Lori, but she was my only serious girlfriend, so I never really learned the right moves. You know? Not like you, my two-girlfriends-at-once friend.”“Two girlfriends aren’t as much fun as you’d think. They’re a lot of work, to be honest.”“Still, I’m not a ladies’ man like you.”“Ha!”It was his turn to laugh skeptically. “You are, man. I see how you are around girls. You’re super cool, like you’re just hangin’ out.” He cut me off before I could protest. “You’re not conceited or. Dawn and my sister are friends." After that, one after another shook my hand, until Gloria Rodriquez and Sue Ellen were left. "Thanks," Gloria said, and then smiled. "Cool."Sue Ellen stepped up, grinned at me. "If you think I'm just gonna shake your hand," she said forthrightly, "you're out of your fucking mind." She stepped close, hugged me tight, grinding those imposing mammaries into my chest for a long few seconds, before letting go."You're welcome," I told her, and everyone cracked up."No.