"I've got to see your cock, your big black cock," she gasped tugging at my jeans, trying to rip them off of me. I was hard as iron for this panting y...oung white woman by this time, and as i slipped off my jeans my thick, black dong sprang up like an iron bar from my loins to its full proud 9 inches and it's wide, round girth. She fell to her knees, gently cooing and sighing, mesmerized by its menacing size. She held it in two hands, curving her slender white fingers around its base holding it. In Concord, I had the opposite problem. No one wanted to take charge. No wonder both sides of Boston was growing faster. Howard Cockerham was an excellent record keeper, but he could not decide which fork to use. I needed someone to tell him what to do, all day, every day. In other words, I needed someone like Veronica, but with a Granite State accent.All this was first impressions, from a single week of sabbatical. Still, I was fairly confident of my ground. Of the two, I expected Concord to. In a lovely Friday afternoon, Kiyan goes to the Blue Ocean Hotel and visit his dear father. On his way to the counter, where his dad was at the moment, he looked to his right and saw a beautiful boy entering the elevator, when the boy turned around and waited for the elevator to go up, Kiyan couldn’t believe what his eyes saw and then he ran to his dad:“Dad, are there any special guests stayin’ here?”“Hum... No son, why do you ask that?”“Huh, nothin’. Just curious... Then, who was that boy. His thick dirty cock was rubbing up against her pretty face. It grazed up on her mouth and she licked her lips, looking up at him. She gripped onto the thick veiny shaft with her hands, biting her lower lip and admiring the sweaty erection of the homeless male. She moved forward, spreading her ass cheeks apart and sniffing on the musky scent off the hardon. The smell proved to turn her on even more. She gripped onto the thick shaft, pulling the foreskin back until the cheesy cock head was.