{"product_id":"2940013312012","title":"Age of Consent: A Young Girl's Awakening","description":"Lynn knew she had Preacher Man conquered. Listening to his sweet talk, it was all she could do to fight back the impulse to laugh out loud. Just loved the way she'd set this 'fucker' up for seduction. He's so eager to try each of the little morsels she's allowing him, while he, step by step, is entering a trap that's slowly closing behind him.\u003cbr\u003eLying dwarfed by the massive bulk supported above her, innocent little blue eyes looked up at him.\u003cbr\u003e\"I'm afraid. It sounded so exciting when those girls were talking about black men but I never thought it would be like this. You're so big. Are you sure my boyfriend will never find out? Will you and I even be able to do it at all?\"\u003cbr\u003eShe watched tenderness sweep over his face and was almost happy that soon she'd be letting him take his 'little prize'. Once again his dark face blurred and their lips met. She opened her mouth and her dainty little tongue searched his mouth until they kissed the 'French way'. She felt his wand grow even more enormous in her hand as her body relaxed submissively underneath his.\u003cbr\u003eWith his thick lips and her tiny mouth meshed and tongues exploring each other's mouths, she felt that massive hand make its electrifying journey again, 'down South' the place she'd tried to deny him at first. She'd been disappointed when he finally did seem to hear her and \"acted more gentlemanly\". Of course to go along with the act, she'd pulled her panties back up.\u003cbr\u003eNow, this time she'd even helped him remove them.\u003cbr\u003e She smiled at the earlier wasted effort. How was this man going to get what he wanted, a gift she wanted him to have, with the wrapping getting in the way? Thank goodness her persistent tiger hadn't taken her at her word and given up before.  Just the same she didn't want to get the fucker so frustrated and worn out he couldn't give the fuckee what she needed...and craved.  \u003cbr\u003eThis time when he teased her femininity and traced those large black fingers around her cloth protected 'privates'; she unclamped and slightly separated her tennis player legs almost eagerly. It was actually difficult pretending this wasn't what she'd wanted her Preacher man to be doing. \u003cbr\u003e Her hand didn't try to push his away when it moved over her stomach, under the elastic band, and to the treasure hidden beneath that little piece of red cloth.\u003cbr\u003eHis hand covered her sparsely covered mound and thick black fingers caressed their way around pouty pubes. And then, when her legs were cooperatively separating a little more, he had one finger in, then two. When she'd made him quit before, he'd been tight with one. Now, gasp, he had two of those huge fingers inside her.\u003cbr\u003eHe would be happy too, she imagined, knowing how tight he must be finding her.\u003cbr\u003e***\u003cbr\u003eHe sure was! \u003cbr\u003e\"God, she's the tightest ever.\"\u003cbr\u003eLynn was wet, almost sloppy down there, but was starting to act out those crazy refusals again. Back when he was in high school there had been a girl like that one who led the boys on till she had them crazy with desire, then sent them home for a cold shower. She was a sista, that little cock-tease, so he put her in her place--flat on her back with his whammy shoved in her as far as it would go. Turned out that's what she'd been wanting all along. That girl couldn't keep her hands off him all summer long after that first time he warmed her up good and proper.\u003cbr\u003e*** \u003cbr\u003e He's a Reverend now, a man of high standing in his community among both blacks and whites. Also, even these days the whites don't take kindly to a big black stud despoiling their women folk. So, regardless of how much he wants this little minx, he supposes he'll have to win over her heart, convince her that big and black can successfully merge with white and tight. She must want it too, though. Look at the way she's acting.\u003cbr\u003eLynn's hand again was covering his, this time holding him inside while her hips brazenly moved in and out on those thick fingers she had admired a while ago. Oddly enough, though, she was still communicating her refusal.\u003cbr\u003e***\u003cbr\u003e\"He's so vain he doesn't even realize I'm telling him to stop. Of course I want him to go on. God, he's so big I can't get my hand half way round. I'm not sure if he'll be the biggest I ever had, but Phil was almost too big, made me sore but still was kind of satisfying. This so-called Reverend will be even better, big, black, and best. Why I couldn't stop now even if it wasn't to help my best friend.\"\u003cbr\u003eNo man had ever been more exciting, had ever thrilled her so much. Much more of this and she'd be right in the middle of her big 'O'. She wants his big thing in her little body before she does a thing like that.","brand":"jcstephens","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47147510759664,"sku":"2940013312012","price":4.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940013312012_p0.jpg?v=1763579203","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940013312012","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}