I twirled my hair and then touched my nipple. I ordered all 3 of our drinks and I asked him how much. He replied "just keep coming back to me beautifu...". I came back to applause from the table. Mark asked Tim truth or dare. He responded with dare. He said I want you to yell out the size of your limp dick. We all laughed. Tim yelled out "I'm 8 inches limp, and pleasure for the hoes when I'm not." Mark and I called him a liar. I knew black men were supposed to be big but that had to be lie. Later. How can he do this? I didn't care, I just started writing. It makes no sense, I know. But let me know if you'd like more!----------------------------CHAPTER 4Again I wake, not knowing how long I was out, no indications of time passing in this frozen moment. The Bitch still lays on me like a hot, heavy blanket. I sit in her seat, she limply sits in my lap in cowgirl position. her head on my chest, her clothes mostly torn off. flesh against flesh, warm and damp. My dick went soft and fell out of. I stay with my parents in rental house, beside our house another family also stay for rent. The heroin of the story stay there. Name of the heroin is Banu. She got married at the age of 18 and wen this incident happen she was 20. She has a baby of 6 month and her husband drunker. Every night he drunk and fuck her. So she hate him.She is like sex goddess, she is fair, her boob’s size is 36bb, she looks like Nayanthara in face and structure. Mostly at home she use to wear nighty and she won’t. I heard the seat belt click in the back seat and there was quickly a set of hands on my shoulders as Michelle leaned into me. As she tried to kiss the nape of my neck, Lindie leaned over too. Well, Michelle quickly moved over to my left side and I had a double whammy. Two kisses to the nape of my neck. I tingled all over.Man, I could take this love thing these two princesses had the desire to thrust onto me. I was tingling all the way down to my toes. Never had I ever felt this satisfied with.