Erotic Story Continued Part 2 – Cock Size?

I have a new hot story appearing on my personal website, and partially here on my blog, if you scroll down to part one of the story below, you will have a full audio that you can jerk off too, if not — To read part one, click here — guided masturbation phone sexSome of you stroker boys who are not so well endowed might like the continuation here, again, I am adding an audio, it is partially printed below, and if you scroll to the bottom of this post you will be able to go to my website and read the rest of part two of my super hot night out story!  You never know what Ms. Mandy might do on a night out, when I am hot and horny and looking for dick.  What do you think might happen?  Any clues?

I do like to play with naughty stroker boys see if you can anticipate what might happen. read on and enjoy…..
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The DJ just happened to put on a slew of Techno tunes I love the pounding beat almost as much as I love a good pounding; off to the dance floor which gave me a chance to show off
my ass. As usual, every male on and around the dance floor was giving me a horny
stare; while every female was giving me a jealous angry glare.  Bitches.

A slow song was next, so I quickly exited the dance floor.  I looked back at
my dance partner and saw the disappointment in his eyes.  No doubt his
crestfallen look was because he wasn’t going to get the opportunity to
slow-dance with me, which meant no chance to press his penis against my stomach,
hip, ass, or all of the above.  Poor poor boy.  On the flip side though, the
cock-press is an easy way for a girl to see if there’s enough meat between the
legs to even consider. Oh well.
We sat down, and he wasted no time in coming on a little
stronger. Rubbing my arm and “accidentally” bumping my thigh. I played along a
little.
“What’s your name stud, how old are you, what do you do for a
living?”
“Darren, I’m 24, and I’m an investment analyst” he replied.
“Oh, a money guy! I like money Darren”I told him I needed another drink, and he leaped up to go get it. I just
love how obedient and attentive a man with a hard on can be.  I was already getting tired of the club, so I decided to push things
along. When Darren returned with my drink, I shifted in my seat and let my legs
fall open before crossing them. Darren visibly twitched as he caught a glimpse
of my moist slit.   While he struggled to regain his composure I
hit him again, “How big is your cock Darren?”

o read part 2 in full  please continue to the story section of my personal website by clicking here….
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