"Owwww....FUCK...that's too big, " Abby whimpered, as the big dick forced it's way inside her steaming hot cunt."I've got confidence in you, Abby," Ra...y grunted, as he drove his cock deeper. "You're not the kind of girl who would discriminate against an older guy, just because his dick was bigger than you were used to having, now would you?'"Ohhh..... unnnggh.... no...... unngghh. I guess not." Abby responded as he stroked into her tight hole, his balls slapping up against her tight ass cheeks. Beal. Er verlangt von allen in seiner Sektion, ihn so zu nennen. Er ist ein großer schwarzer Mann von etwa 35 Jahren. Als er mich vor fünf Jahren interviewte, sagte er: "Sie werden mich Mister Beal nennen und nur Mister Beal."Seitdem bin ich davon eingeschüchtert. Wir verstehen uns ziemlich gut, aber es wird nie etwas Persönliches besprochen. Er scheint im letzten Jahr etwas freundlicher geworden zu sein. Ich glaube nicht, dass es sicherer ist, ihn als etwas anderes als einen unpersönlichen. The next few weeks were fairly uneventful; David kept Susan up to date about his recovery and after a second appointment with the clinic got the all-clear. She made him show his penis again, although she wasn't exactly sure why. 'To make sure he's ok' she told herself.The first indication that Susan had that things were not alright was a couple of weeks after David had visited the doctor. She returned home from work early and found herself alone in the house. She had some work to type up and so. . wait ... again?" "Yeah I don't even know where to start." Chris sighed heavily "This last years has just been ... terrible." "Why don't we hang out, have a few drinks and talk through this. this is, messed up, you sound like you need to talk about it. And drink. A lot more! You have some time this week?" "How about Thursday night? Kelly is going out, so i'm not sure she will even be home." "Perfect, I will pack the fridge if you want to swing by, we can have some drinks, and hopefully burn.