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I'm dirty enough." What could I say? She was good enough to eat. My very own hot chocolate bar, and I dig chocolate. Tisha answered her cell phone buzzing. On the other line was her sister Keisha and I let the two of them talk up a storm. Tisha removed the top half of her suit. Then her headband was removed letting down those curly brown locks. She removed her sneakers and socks and got more comfortable sitting by the table. "Girl, you serious?", she said over the phone. Her chocolate brown skin looked pretty good right about now. Even. You could be riding for a fall, here." I know," Molly said, softly. "I know you're right. But jeez, Sarah, it was wonderful! We really connected!" Right. --And you've got such a great basis for comparison. How many guys have you slept with? --Four?"I was listening hard, now. First, I got to enjoy Molly bragging on me. Now I was going to get the intimate details of her past sex life!"Well, yeah. I mean -- Greg makes four." Jesus!" Sarah said. "Only three guys, before this one, and now, you're in love!" I didn't say I was in love," Molly protested. "but I'm in lust, at least!" Has he got a big cock?" Sarah! Shame on you!" Well? Does he?" I don't think that size matters all that much," Molly said.You've heard the expression, 'I'm all ears?' Well. I was all ears. If they start mumbling, I thought, or move to another room, I'm gonna flat-out die, right here on the balcony!Sarah sounded triumphant. "When a girl says 'size doesn't matter that much, ' it means her boyfriend's got a tiny.
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