” She stops short of actually saying the third participant's name. “What about it?” “I put a lot of thought into that conversation before havi...ng it. And despite everything that's happened, circumstances between me and Faith are still pretty much the same. There's too much history between us, too much bad blood for us to have anything honest or long term even if that's what we both wanted. And it could take us the rest of our probably very short lives to work out all our issues to a point where. She’d done this before.“What happened next?” I managed to croak unevenly, prompting her again to finish the story. I knew what should come next; if she’d do it, I’d get to see her monster tits.“She threw her top off.”“No! You’ve got to be joking.”“I am not joking. I saw her do it. Like this!”She whipped her top off dramatically and threw it on the floor.She looked up at me and pointed an accusing finger. “And then you leaned over and undid her bra.”“I did?”“Yes, you did. Go on, do it,” she. I began to suck the big headed cock like it was the last thing in the world really getting into milking this big black cock when the bell rang again so I stopped sucking and said later I've got to go up front standing up giving this stud one last stroke I headed out. When I got to the front of the store their were a couple of customers waiting to pay for some drinks. As I rang them up the black girl looked at me saying is what I here about you that you like sucking black cocks? Her boyfriend. ”The brand new blonde waitress, not wanting to appear stupid, went to the kitchen and said to the cook, “This guy out there just ordered three flat tires, a pair of headlights and a pair of running boards. What does he think this place is, an auto parts store?”“No, ” the cook said. “Three flat tires ... mean three pancakes; a pair of headlights ... is two eggs sunny side up; and a pair of running boards ... are 2 slices of crisp bacon!”“Oh ... OK!” said the blonde. She thought about it for a.