When I came around again I was sitting down. Was there a pillow under mybottom? Or had my buttocks gotten really full and round? And what wasthat w...ight pulling down on my chest? Surely not boobs? I mean, theywere so heavy. I managed to mumble something, my lips still acting likethey weren't mine, and my voice sounding high and soft. All at once theBlack female doctor was filling my field of vision. She gave me areassuring smile and produced yet another needle. I tried to speak butshe. I never knew who or how many would come in to my booth. I was to service all that came to see me. Was I doing this for the money? Oh hell no I was in it for the cum. But the money was good too.It was a Saturday night around 7:30 when Jannice called me to tell me she had some work for me to do at her store. I told her I would love to come in and work I’m the type of gurl that just loves her work. I got to the book store by 8:30 Jannice. I had on a beautiful green dress that came to just above my. He had always liked her, his wandering eyes always tended to be fixated on her every time he was around her. His feelings for her, were undeniable. He glided his fingers against her cheekbone, down to her chin as he lifted her face up to his. He grabbed the other side of her face as both his thumbs wiped away the tears trailing from her gorgeous green eyes. “Everything is going to be okay,” he smiled to her, looking deeply into her eyes. He really didn’t even know if that was the truth, but he. I winced and shut my eyes, started to cry a little from the pain. Coach kept pushing it in deeper, grabbing my ankles and spreading my legs wide into a split as he pushed it all the way in, his head pushing against the back wall of my vagina. "I think it's true that Asian girls have smaller vaginas. I've never seen a girl cry from my size before." This didn't stop him, though he was going pretty slow in and out. When I could see through the tears, he was looking down, watching his big cock tear.