She held it out and smiled. “Tada... Check it out! My ex bought it for me,” she said holding it out further. “Damn, is that why you broke up? ...idn’t need him anymore?” I asked, as took it from her hand. It was more rubbery than the vibrator I was use to. It had a lot more give to it. I held it by the balls and ran my other hand over it gauging its size. “No, I broke up with him because he was being an asshole. It didn’t help that I could get fat black cock at home without the asshole. With a couple of drinks, Frank became more flexible, and let his body move with the music. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or hearing damage that made the thumping noise sound almost pleasant. He was sweating, and Angela was glowing with a sheen of perspiration. It made her look even more enticing.Afterwards, as they drove home Frank grumbled with exaggerated irritation, "How do I let myself be talked into these things? It's almost one o'clock. I won't have time to read, just shower and. He started with my elbows. A broad leather belt was slipped around them & as I struggled, he slowly pulled them together until they touched behind my back. ?Fuck, she’s a bendy little thing, she’s going to be fun?!The belt was fastened off. I had never felt so utterly vulnerable as I did at this moment. More belts were wrapped around my body, above & below my breasts. I could feel them swell as the straps were pulled tight, squeezing them from above & below.?Look as her tits, all pushed up &. Meanwhile, my cock and pubic hair are sticky with her juices, but she smelled pretty good down there so I didn't give it much thought. Fast forward, 10 hours later, I'm at a local bar with my friends. There, I meet another girl named Sara. We hit it off and I must have really had the 'luck of the Irish' that year because we end up gong back to her place. There is enough lamp light for us to see everything, so that when she took my pants down, she immediately saw my tang encrusted cock and.