My boyfriend is a nice man, well-educated and has a high-income career. Too bad his cock is only average. Like many guys, he is also a sports fan, and while he watches basketball I wonder if he realizes the reason I stare at the screen so intently is because I am fantasizing about big thick black cock. In fact, I have started going out to urban clubs three nights a week, dressed in skimpy stretchy dresses I never would have worn before. The dj there has been flirting with me alot, so I spend time up in his booth, just the two of us.
Saturday night I was there in a shimmery gold Baby Phat minidress and high red platform heels when he invited me back to the booth. We were rubbing up against each other and his hands ran up the sides of my body when he felt my skinny thong straps. I was in front of his and arched my back, rubbing my ass across the bulge in his pants and feeling it grow bigger. Curious to know what happened? Call me to find out!
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