“You like?”
She started to take off her clothes. They were real women. “Ugh! The drumbeat was like my heart. I looked at her in the eyes. I had never really noticed them. They were beautiful. They were full figured. Your Mighty Eagle Band!”
I was on the 25-yard line with Kendra Jackson, a cheerleader, who read all my expressions. I put her against the wall and deeply kissed her with passion. Fuck me hard.”
Not long after that, in the dance hall… “Ugh! I inserted my rock-hard dick in her. “I only have one question for you.”
“Chad, you’re asking why we fucked, I gather?” Jasmine said. “Why not? Gorgeous in their grandeur. The real question is why can’t you keep it in your pants?” She said. I walked away, visibly turned on when I heard:
“Chad?”
“Yeah, Jazz?” I said, trying to regain composure. While I had bloomed into a taller man with a beard.
