Chapter 2: 12 foot
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She meets his gaze hesitantly. An unwanted s****l sigh escaped her lips and she examined his glittering brown eyes. Eyes she had viewed from a distance but now, she was so close. Maybe close enough to steal a kiss?
Randy took Sally’s breath away. His beautiful face, his abs in which she wanted to put a tender petite hand on and never let go.
“Go ahead,” he said, “you can touch.”
Sally blushed as she reached her small hand down. She slowly lifted his compression shirt up and felt each curve and bump, every muscle, every vain. She was sure her face was as red as a tomato.
“You like what you see?” Randy asked with a smirk on his face.
Sally, who had been holding her love back for so long, said “Give me your 1 inch d**k,”
“Well actually it is a 12 foot monster,” Randy said with a cocky smirk. Sally could feel her panties getting wet but was too scared to say anything.
“What's with the long face? Is It too long for your p***y?” Randy said, wondering if he might have scared her out of f*****g with him.
“No no, it's just, I've never even dreamed of having 12 feet of you in my small tight hole~” Sally said while blushing profoundly.
“Well, p*****s are made to stretch, are they not?” Randy moaned outward and Sally's cheeks flustered even more.
Sally stepped away timidly. The level of imagination she had to use in order to create his d**k in her head was tremendous. Sally trembled and the wetness of her panties started to soak her tight pants. Randy glanced down and slowly unbuttoned his shirt exposing his broad chest. Sally examined every bit of him, etching his pectorals in her mind for eternity. The smallest bit of sweat trickling down his big pectorals. He then folded the long sleeve shirt and gave it to her.
“You can tie this around your waist, I can see I'm making you wet,” Randy said while smirking flirtatiouslyat her and all of her curves.
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