He had his lip ring on the left corner, plus a big diamond eyebrow ring on the right.”That comment twigged to a name for me, a damn critical one, so...I had her start at the beginning.Friday Gracie drove her car to a mall, it was not especially close to her home, but the bookstore she went to had the best selection of ‘naughty’ books like Penthouse Letters. She was browsing there when she met this man who was browsing the same section. They struck up a conversation. He was black, heavy set but. "I turned on the nightstand lamp as she walked back, allowing me to see exactly what I was, hopefully, getting myself into.What I saw wasn't exactly a Nubian princess, but she still looked damn good to me. Her hair was pulled back tight and smooth across her head and her skin was almost the same color as her hair, darker than any other person I had seen before. Her long face was accented by a pair of rectangular, black framed glasses and complemented by a huge smile that just seemed to disarm. To be polite, two thirds of them were generously portioned. Big boned would be another description. Or as Monica put it… fat.After buying a cocktail each, maybe not the best idea, but who’s to judge, we made our way across the moodily lit dancefloor. Monica held my hand and gestured around, shouting over the RnB. “With your looks, you should have the pick of every man in here.”“You think too highly of me.”“Dance. And watch them come.”And indeed they did. In their droves. Like a herd of cows. It took several minutes for him to find the strength to pull himself up, his cock now completely soft. Jacob washed off the remaining semen, and then headed downstairs, towel wrapped around him. Just as he got to the bottom of the stairs, Lizzie’s door opened, and she walked out, fully dressed.“Oh hey Jacob,” she smiled.“Oh uh, hey Lizzie...” Jacob said, kind of embarrassed to be in front of her in only a towel, and after what had just happened.“Did you have a nice shower?” She asked.“Uh,.