"Oh my!" she said to herself. Tina cleared her throat, "Well, show me how you've been doing it." King wrapped his hand around the shaft of his huge bl...ack dick and began stoking it with short strokes near the bottom. "See, it's not doing anything." "Maybe you should go all the way up and down, maybe a little slower" said Tina. She was entranced with his big blackdick. His balls were proportionately large as well. She caught herself reaching towards them but suddenly jerked her hand back. She. Lolling belle bells with strikingly proud pulchritudinousclappers: her nipples: giving content, as in conical tent investment, to thecontent of her vestal vest vestment. Pool orbilliards? Skirt?Only just. Bent as she is, risen unbidden to leave herpouch unhidden, for she shy but so free to display and disport. Baremidriff. Belly flat with cuteconcave third eye: navel. Blind eye ?seeing no ships? to punquip. Fifth eye to include both her nips. Arms? Disarmingly alarmingly long and slim, with. "Mind if I tell you a fantasy of mine?"She pushed her panties off her legs and deposited them on the floor as she raised the leg furthest from me to the couch, opening her cunt to me."I want to know your fantasies. Sharing them tonight sounds so hot." I will tell you all if you do the same. No shame or holding back. After all, they're just fantasies. Is it a deal?" You won't be jealous or get weird on me?" Oh, a little jealous maybe, but that makes it even hotter for me. I can promise you won't. As I ate, she put away the groceries and then taking a cup of coffee, she sat down across from me and watched me finish that glorious sandwich."My name is Rose. What's yours?"I told her my name was Richard Wallace Bing and I was twelve years and three months old. I didn't tell her where I was from but did tell her I lived close to the store. She listened, nodded her head like she believed me and just watched me finish the sandwich and milk."Why don't you tell me the real reason you're running.