‘That and performance anxiety.’ But that was something he did NOT suffer from. Black porn After a few minutes of watching strangers go by. I guess I’m just more of a giver than a receiver with a guy. I left early that day, every step was half exited anticipation and half ‘Oh my god what the fuck am I doing, I’m going to get kidnapped and murdered.’
I sat at our arraigned meeting place in my planned cloths and waited. I started to push further down, one… two… three… I paused, stroking from his balls to my lips with both hands, the power of his cock, the heat and pulsing, the taste and smell… and then four inches down. ‘I wonder if its true, I wonder how big he is. Some hours passed and then I posted a simple message, something like. “Oh shit, never mind I thought you were a chick… but enjoy wanting over my cock.”
But then I got a reply that was a little different. Some hours passed and then I posted a simple message, something like.
