I looked across at my visitor and he smiled at me with such a sexy curl to his lips that my p***y moistened even more within the confines of my damp thong panties. I looked him up and down, taking in the delicious chocolate color of his smooth, flawless skin, the broadness of his chest and incredibly well-defined pecs that strained against the thin material of the tight, white t-shirt he wore. I also unabashedly ogled the thickness of his simply stunning thighs that rippled and bulged beneath the fashionably faded denim of his tight Levi’s. I cast my eyes towards his crotch and in the dim light of the theater, I could make out the outline of what promised to be a formidable black c**k, and at that sight I felt the butterflies flutter in my stomach – I could hardly wait to see that monster
