I believe I am entitled. I have all my own teeth. I am in better health than when I was in my prime. I am five feet ten inches.From the time I was abo...t twelve years old, I got fat and wore glasses, thereby guaranteeing I would never have a girlfriend. Because of this I found approaching girls to be very traumatic, especially after the first couple of negative responses in the form of hysterical laughter.I learned to just be myself and I was some what popular, for being the fat kid. In high. Not that I was miss morals all of a sudden. All of my morals went out the window the day I gave my college professor a blow job in exchange for a passing grade.No, the reason I wouldn't was embarrassment. I was more than twice his age. I was sure he was used to the perky tits of teenage girls, and while I worked out regularly at the gym, there was naturally some sag to my large ones. And I'm sure he'd find it funny that a 38 year old lady was still trying to be sexy by waxing all but a landing. “I know I love sucking black cock!” I said to him taking a brief break from sucking on him. “You just suck black cock?” he asked. “Why you wanna fuck my pussy?” I asked stroking his cock with both of my hands smiling at him. “What do you think?” he replied. “I think you’re gonna be fucking my white pussy as much as you want.” I said letting him know I was ready to get fucked by his big black cock. I stopped tugging and sucking on his cock and stood up in front of him pulling my bottoms down. It seems like it has been years ... could it really be true? Has the dream plagued me for that long?"He thought about the subject of his silent musings and then shook his head as he shrugged away that particular distraction."Does it really matter? I have something much more important to ponder upon ... am I really going to propose marriage to Mademoiselle Daae ... Christine, today? Oh, Christine."Her name alone caused goosebumps to race across his flesh and his face to feel flushed. If he.