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There are so many women out there to choose from but me – I like them big. I am one of the few men that will admit that. I find a woman with curves a hell of a lot more appealing then one of those sticks pasted all over those billboards. I want a woman with meat on her bones because, kid I wanna feel my dick being used in there and not feeling some bone jabbin me in the thing or whatever. You know what I’m saying? A nice round ass to smack as you are pounding your dick inside that juicy, plump pussy from behind – you cannot beat that one bit.
I live in New York and let me tell you that bbw goddesses new york style are the hottest pieces of tale to grace God’s green Earth! They got the finest sets of buxom breasts, plump lips and thick legs that go on for miles. I crave when one of those plump women from the hood lets me bury my face deep between those thighs and when I get to get my dick wet in their juices is even better. It’s finer than the finest wine.
Nice new york girls are hard to find and harder to plow but I don’t care cause I like my girls dirty and ready to party hard and fast. New york girl groups are girlie groups with friends who hang and protect each other from guys like me. They cock block you at the clubs and such but once in a while you can find a girlie flying free that you can work your magic on and when you get your mojo working and you can part those lips heaven is only a BBW moan away.
Last week I was out hitting the clubs with my friend Jamal and Steve and we were scoping out some sick honey’s just having a good old time together. But they were all up in their little groups. My friends know how I like the big girls and there was this fine honey flanked by two sticks and I wanted to tap that like you would not want to believe. Her jeans were busting out at all the right spots and wearing a shiny top that showed her caramel colored breasts in all their fullness. My friends, acting as my wingmen, were able to draw her girlfriends away from her so I could sweep in for the kill.
That chick was not buying my lines but a few drinks later she was as loose as watered down jell-o. I drove her to the nearest hotel and we got down and dirty with each other. That chick had some tight ass firm lips that wrapped around my cock tight. They sucked me damn near dry but thanks to the booze I was able to hold out long enough to shove my cock between those plump lips. The inside was so pink it reminded me of cotton candy and after a few thrusts of my cock I pulled out and started sucking on her dark berry and the sweet nectar poured down my chin. My cock found the right spot again and I thrust until I pulled out and put my whipped cream all over that chocolate sista.
Her friends never knew she had even gone cause my friends cracked them open like lobster so all was good in the neighborhood.
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