Hairy amateur fist huge black dick
It was the end of what I had thought was a perfect match.
But the doctor had advised against getting too excited until after the first ultrasound. It had been nothing short of torture keeping the news to myself.
For several long seconds, he just held his fist up, apparently making sure my eyes were on it. Suddenly, he loosened his grip, and a narrow chain fell tinkling down with two tiny rubber-tipped clamps swinging back and forth over my chest.
I lie there in the dark and silence, grateful that the gym was closed on Monday and Tuesday for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.
The morning was just a constant repetition of trying to be a better salesperson than Chris. He'd even wagered he could get more completed than me, so it made the hours go by a little faster.
I was more concerned about the burnt smell wafting down the hallway.