Something More To Her Part 1

he had a small mustache and soul patch with a head of hair down to his shoulders, dressed in a black sabbath tshirt and a pair of loose jeans. pedro smilled at her, and she smiled back. "this ugly mutha fucka back here is D'Andre," he said, pointing to a burly black man in the back with no hair anywhere on his body to be seen.he wore a gold chain, a pair of torn up jeans, and a wife beater. he nodded his head and said nothing. "and that cute little thing over there, her names marissa. shes got a little extra somethin down below, if thats okay with you." jsmine looked straight at marissa and couldnt believe she was anything other than all girl. she had legs that could kill, light tanned skin, heavenly eyes, dark hair that reached t her mid back, breasts somwhere in the dd to e range, and a body that would make even the most bueatifull woman in the world jealous. if looks could kill, she could put charles manson or any other killer to shame. "

why, i dont mind if she has somethin more. we may even have that in common." jasmine, right then and there, pulled out an 11 inch dick that made every guy in the cars jaws drop through the floor bored. marissa smiled. carlos almost fainted, pedro looked like hed seen a gohst, and D'Andre, for the first time, showed some expression and looked as suprised as could be. "DAMN, BITCH, how the hell you hide that thing!?" he asked as jasmine proceded to put it back in her black thong. "ill show you somwhere a bit more private...." she said, and at once, every one in the car said "get in"

it took about an hour to get to carloses apartment from there. none of them could stop talking about jasmines dick. marissa, at this point, had pulled off her skirt and was kissing jasmine passionatly, fondling her panties and stroking her own 9 inch long, 2 inch thick penis. a huge bulge was clearly visible in D'Andres pants. pedro couldnt stop trying to get in on the action, and carlos kept pulling him back.