..s-sooo...f-fucking BIG! I...can feel it in my stomach!" He halted, balls-deep, when he heard this. Grabbing her hips tightly, he ground against her ...nce more, flexing his cock around within her guts, sending the engorged head of that giant thing somewhere near belly-button depth. "It's in your stomach huh?", he said. "Take it then, white girl. Feel that big, nigger dick up inside you!" (His words, not mine.) As he remained there completely impaled within her, he looked at me and said, "At. She was having a good figure with good breast line. I always have a fantasy of bringing women to pleasure in such crowded places and let them explore it with me. I was holding a small diary and was standing holding other hand with the seat rod. Due to immense crowd, she was nearly getting very close to me and I was enjoying as my other hand was getting in between her legs giving a great feeling of warmness in a winter. After some time, I started getting bolder as I don’t want to miss this. The letter bore the university identification the same as my rejection letter but its contents were much different. It was from the director of the School of Humanities, a Gretel Dorfhaus. Dear Madeline I hope that you are well and not too disheartened by not gaining one of the secretarial posts. I, am afraid, was largely responsible for which I must apologise. However I did have an ulterior motive. After reading your resume and checking your qualifications, I couldn't believe that you. "Oh. I see. Well what are you doing here at this stand?" I inquired."I don't even know. My friend works here and he's on break so I'm hanging out." she said."Oh. So where in town do you live?"It was a bold question. But then again I was a bold man. Young man.*******************************************************************************************************************************We later kept talking and I found out she lived across the highway from me. About a block away. I told her to.