So when i saw his dick HARD for the first time, i'm thinking, where the fuck did that come from? and i wouldn't have expected "that" much dick anyway.... and that's not to say i think all white dudes are small, i know they aren't but, now i had to deal with this monster. i guess he must have been 10X5 or 6. he saw the look on my face and i saw him smiling too. of course i got on my knees to suck it. and it wasn't easy trying to go down on it, as it was "stone rock hard". he grabbed my head. I’m Darien Jackson. Welcome, please sit down.’ Mr. Jackson said. Her blue short skirt and white blouse were stunning and Mr. Jackson liked it. When she sat down he had caught a glimpse of her thong before her legs crossed. Mr. Jackson was getting a little hard. ‘So Miss Torres, tell me about yourself.’ He asked, doing the formal interview bullshit that came with it. She rambled on about her job and her experience at her previous job. Mr. Jackson pretended to be interested as he wanted to stick. I'm not going to say that I was not aroused. That would not be truthful. My mind was saying one thing, and my body another, and my body was talking louder, and faster than my mind.I had had my arms around his neck when he pulled away from me for a moment. He took my hands and kissed them. Then he seemed to just lay them in his lap and raised his hands back to my face, and returned kissing me. I felt something that wasn't trouser cloth, and pulled back. "This is going way too far. What am I. Whyntcha siddown, tell me what's on your mind.' She sank into a chair, nervous kitten look front and center.'I need to apologize, ' she said solemnly. I opened the other eye.'Real noble of you, girl, but you're gonna hafta remind me why.' Well, she started to explain how mean she'd been, leading me on and using me, and how I hadn't said anything, but she knew I was upset, and she knew it was because of her, and I was so kind and nice, and she'd wanted to say sorry, but she didn't know how to,.