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The Amazing Short-Dicked Man
Date: 2/25/2024, Categories: Fiction Bi-sexual Black, Blowjob Cheating Cuckold, Exhibitionism First Time Humiliation Interracial, Job/Place-of-work Males / Female, Older Male / Female, Prostitution, Threesome Virginity Water Sports/Pissing, Author: rat_race, Source: sexstories.com
... paradigm?" "Pardigm? Are you kidding me? God, that's a big word for a guy with such a small dick!" Snow sarcastically blurted out loudly. "Damn it, Snow! Keep your voice down. I don't want the driver to hear you." "Why not? He knows what a dick is. In fact, why don't you ask him to pull over and hop into the back seat with us so that you can show him your dick. It'd be good practice for tomorrow night, don't you think?" "Now, you're just being silly." "And lovable at the same time, right?" "Yes. And lovable," I agreed, before giving her a long kiss on the lips. While we were kissing, Snow reached down into my crotch, and slowly rubbed the open palm of her hand up and down against my pants-covered dick. When I finally pulled away from our passionate French-kiss, I commented to Snow, "I can't believe you're still horny after what we did tonight at Walt's hotel room." "I told you I was a nymphomaniac. I don't know why you don't believe me, when I tell you that." "You know what scares me the most, Snow? I asked, intentionally changing the subject. "I find myself actually wanting to wrap my hands around Walt's big dick again." "I know what you mean. I feel exactly the same way." "But do you think he'll let me do that tomorrow night?" "Sure. I don't see why not. He let you do it tonight, didn't he?" "Yeah, but that was different. Tonight, I did it because Walt ordered me to do it. Tomorrow night, I want to do it because I want to, not ...
... because he tells me to do it." "So tomorrow, just go ahead and do it then. I'm sure Walt won't try to stop you. And of course, I won't try to stop you either." The limousine stopped at the front entrance of the bar, and the driver opened the rear door so that Snow and I could exit the car. Snow turned back around and said to the middle-age, Hispanic limo driver, "Thank you very much. You've been such a good driver. Would you like to place your hand on my panocha? Don't worry about my boyfriend here. He doesn't mind. In fact, he likes to watch." And the driver nodded his head quickly with a big smile on his face, as he automatically shifted his attention downward to the front of Snow's mini-skirt. "Well, go right ahead, sweetie," Snow said to the driver. "You've got my permission. Reach down between my legs and feel my little panocha . You like the word, panocha , don't you?" "Yes, ma'am," the driver said, nodding his head. "That word reminds me of when I was a young man, growing up in Mexico." The middle-age man's right hand disappeared up underneath Snow's mini-skirt, and I could tell that he was gently rubbing his open palm back and forth against her vulva through the thin satiny material of her underwear crotch. "Yeah that's it. Just like that," Snow said to the man. "Does my panocha turn you on?" And the driver responded by nodding his head again, and he said, "Oh, yes, ma'am. It sure does!" "If you want to feel ...