......'Michael smiled, he didn't need to be asked twice. He slipped down his sweats and released his massive black cock. It sprang straight up, thick,...long and hard. Cris crossed with veins and dripping a stream of pre-cum. He was even bigger than I remember. Michael was some kind of freak of nature. No other man could be hung as big as him. He reached down and began to stroke it. Smearing pre-cum from the tip of his head along his shaft all the way down to his balls. HIS BALLS! How did I not. ”“Please, Miss Emma, would you kindly remove my butt plug? I would greatly appreciate it,” I said. Emma giggled at the “Miss Emma” part.“Certainly!” she said, still giggling.I felt her grab the base of the butt plug. Jess yelled back before she could tug on it.“Go easy, girl! It is going to be lodged in there pretty tight. You’ll need to be forceful to remove it but go SLOW,” she said.I felt Emma put one hand on my shoulder to brace herself. Slow and steady, she pulled on the toy. She stopped. I sat as patiently as I could; shaking my legs, looking around and cursing the man that decided to sing the longest song as his speech. The two minutes felt like hours, I tried not to look at Sam but couldn’t help myself. I looked up to where she was sitting and saw an empty seat.I must admit I did panic. I was having fun with her and wanted to have so much more fun with her but she had disappeared. I felt myself drop a little in my seat. “I'm going to meet you at your apartment, give me your. I broke off the kiss, and, moving quickly, dragged off my clothes until I stood naked and trembling beside the bed. It took me ten minutes to finish undressing him, ten minutes which only made me madder with lust. Tearing off the last few vestiges of his clothing, I grabbed a pot from the bedside table and smeared Vaseline over my rock-hard cock, massaging my balls as I stood over him, desperate to consummate my love one last time. I got on top of him, like I had before, and, hooking my hands.