"Antwan, just out of curiosity, i know you play football and all, i just wanted to know how much you weigh?" Hmmm about 195 to 208. i still need to pa...k a few more pounds."Just then i imagined his large 208 body on my 106 pound body, and his large black dick sliding in and out my unused pussy, blushing at the thought i walked out the kitchen leaving him clueless.Later on that night i was lying on the bed unable to sleep knowing the man i truly wanted to fuck was right in the next room. Turning. Did that just happen?” I thought.Part TwoI’ve been pacing back and forth in my room now for what seemed to be hours. I looked at the clock and realized that is was only 9pm. Only three hours more to go, I thought. Nervousness began to set in. Thoughts of her not showing swarmed through my head. I head to the kitchen to make myself a small snack.A little after 12 I hear a small knock at the door. My heart races as I head towards the entrance. I open the door and there she was. Tiffany wasn’t. It was a disturbing thought, but I sensed she was correct. I didn't want it to be, certainly, but the longer I thought about it, the more I thought she was right. "So, what do we do about it? I mean, are we going to refuse all boys from now on? From what Chloe says, that may doom us to never having a boyfriend? Are we going to be selective, and if so, how do we choose? I mean, it's not love, so it's just raw sex. How do we decide who we do it with? Or do we do it with almost anybody who. His eyes sparkled when he encountered my slippery desire. ‘You keep talking like that and I may just have to have you in a most inconvenient place,’ I told him with a wicked smile. Bill removed his finger from my pussy and placed it in his mouth. He closed his eyes and savored the taste of me. ‘You have my permission to ravage me anytime and anywhere that you want,’ he told me. I began to swoon. I could only hope that we made it safely to our hotel without having to be arrested for public.