Turning back to the others she then called Richard forward. She again took his rigid prick in her other hand and purred "beautiful, fucking beautiful,...how big is this exquisite monster?" Ten Long Hard inches!" replied Richard.Almost drooling, she eyed the rest of the pricks and said "Each of you in turn must tell me how big your cocks are!"Terry said "5 inches, but still growing!" She smiled.Bill then said "Six granite inches just for you"Paul added "I don't know, I never measured it, but it. Maybe I am biased, but I really think that African men are superior compared to white guys. I hope Francesco does not take it as an offence, but it is just my way of thinking based on my emotions and my life experiences.” She grinned with delight as she went on. “It is like nothing I felt with any white guy, my husband included. I thank God I discovered it, otherwise, I would be condemned to an emotionally and sexually anonymous life. I know that some of my acquaintances, when I started going. His hands raised my hips and gently pushed them away. The weight of his oversized dick made my mind spin with desire. I could feel my clit tremble as the head of that cock pressed on me. I tried to guide him into my pussy, but it just wouldn?t fit. Pain shot through me as he forced it in. A scream fell past my lips. My poor pussy ripped. I could feel the warmth of my blood trickling over my asshole.Stretched beyond anything you could imagine, he gently worked that gigantic cock in and out of my. He sat down and opened a magazine on swimming.The baggie shorts he wore exposed the smooth legs with some calf muscle definition. My guess was his thighs would be the same. He caught me looking and he smiled. At that moment I felt embarrassed.I was trying to stay focused on my reading. My eyes were going from the pages in the book to the guy. He was handsome and I could not keep my eyes off of him. I looked at his left pant leg and noticed something moving. I shifted slightly in my chair and my.