NEW TO THIS AND NOT RLY SURE HOW THIS GOES BUT HERE ARE MY VERSES :

In the twinkle of an eye, Andrew’s mind began to wonder. It didn’t take long before Andrew’s meaty cock made a guest appearance through his pants. Even through the dim LED lights of the club, the print was as clear as day. Marcus stared with bit of amusement because as far as stereotypes were concerned, he was supposed to be the most hung among them. He didn’t know that he wasn’t for sure, but he knew pretty damn well that Andrew was going to be competition.

“Okay so we see your dick now but it’s not going to get any action if you keep standing there” Charles said, still in a recording position. Immediately, Andrew snapped out of his trance and made a move for Miss Chocolate Candy’s head. He pulled out his man meat and slapped her face with all 7 inches of it several times before demanding her tongue for soft & gentle strokes from shaft to tip. Each stroke sent a wave of ecstasy from the bottom of his spine to the top - each wave more intense than the previous. It wasn’t long till he caved into his primal urges and shoved every inch of it down her throat. Little did she know that she was about to receive one of the roughest throat fucks of her entire life...