She worked his pants and his boxers down his legs and he stepped out of them and stood there with his cock bobbing up and down inches from her face.I ...did have to admit that as far as cocks went his was pretty impressive. It wasn't any bigger around than mine, but it was easily a good four inches longer, probably eleven inches or so. It was the same dark brown as the color of a Hershey's chocolate bar and Marge just knelt there and stared at it."Take it in your mouth Sweetmeat; show it how happy. Orso I assumed, since she had someone specific in mind. I doubted shewould waste such an opportunity on someone else with a small cock.On Friday evening, Grace invited me to meet her for dinner at a niceItalian restaurant in Georgetown, just up the street from ourapartment. When I arrived she had already ordered a bottle of wine.She greeted me enthusiastically with a hug and a long, public kiss.Grace was in a fantastic mood. Was it all due to the anticipation ofthe next night? Or, had my. While most girls her age might be described as cute, this little creature was beautiful, almost womanly beautiful. Her face was slender with high cheekbones, centered by a small, perfectly sized and shaped nose. Her lips were thin but well-defined, coated with a thin sheen of pink lip-gloss. Her eyebrows were thick and dark, like Brooke Shields', her beautiful eyes large and a deep liquid brown, almost black. I could get lost quite easily in those two mysterious pools, I thought."We're having a. She tried to ignore the stares as Lamar escorted her to the center of the floor and they began dancing to a slow romantic tune. One hand holding hers, the other rested on her now ample buttocks and he pulled her to him and told her to lay her head on his shoulder."You gonna do a little entertainin' tonight," he said into her ear."What do you mean?" she asked."I got a few friends here who ain't had a piece of you yet, so here's the way it's gonna play out. Anybody walks up to you and tells you.