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He crosses his big arms, and he walks back to me, holding my phone. “Look, he’s bad news. Cancel it.”

“What? No way!” I say, standing and trying to grab my phone, “I might get laid.”

“Not happening!” he says, commandingly, as if he can control me.

“What the hell.”

“You’re coming with me!”

“What?” I ask, my eyes going big.

I try to leap on Lorenzo, to get my phone, but it’s hard. Especially with my breasts bouncing around with no bra. Also, with him being so tall and strong.

Lorenzo lifts my phone higher, and I have no chance, as he makes a call on his phone. “Look, somethings come up. I gotta cancel. Sorry.” He hits end, and I finally yank my phone off him.

“You have fifteen minutes before we’re going out!”

“How do I know I can trust you?” I huff unsure.

“Because you know where I live.” He then pauses. “Just one thing, don’t… ” he says moving his hands over my general chest area.

“What?” I ask looking down.

“The top thing. The hot nipples, all… ”

I look down at my breasts. “They’re not hot.” I pause. “Are they?” I look up at Lorenzo, wanting him to look back at them, and me, for once! “Are they?”

Lorenzo shakes his head, and he walks away. I run over, and I intercept him. I will never get a better chance at finding out if me, or my breasts, are average or hot. And if he likes me.

“Hey, you need to tell me. Are my breasts average, or what?” Lorenzo shakes his head. “You owe me an answer. Just look! Am I attractive?” He doesn’t flinch.

“Please, just be a man!”

Finally, he does, and his eyes are now dark. Lorenzo turns his eyes fully on me and I gulp.Dear God.

The hot brute looks at my breasts, and hardening nipples. My clit throbs, and Lorenzo grumbles as he steps closer.

I watch him closely, and our eyes hold, as he steps closer.

His eyes darken even more, before I notice his gym shorts tenting. “Shit,” he says, walking quickly off.

“Oh my God,” I gasp. “You’re hard.” I say, amazed.

“Not hard,” Grumpy says walking away.

“So hard!” I say in amazement and excited.

Just before he reaches the bathroom, I run and leap onto his back. We wrestle in front of the large gold framed mirror that sits on the floor, and leans against the wall.

Finally, we see each other in the mirror, and we pause. It’s hot and we are both still flustered from the food fight and with our bodies touching, it’selectric.

I am still on his back, he is basically piggy backing me. I have my arms wrapped around him and I feel his strong firm body. His ultra thick cock is visible through the black satin gym shorts.

As we look at each other, my breasts push against him, and our hearts pound fast.

“You need to control yourself!” he says huskily, and deep.

“Why? I like playing with you,” I say. It feels great holding him, and him holding me, and my legs.