He had a cool, casual air about him and his chest looked nice under his clean white tee. He was a breast man and he liked my double Ds. We met at an upscale bar downtown, had a couple of drinks and chatted about his experiences and his new home in the city. After getting acquainted, we expressed mutual interest and decided to go to his place. Until he took off his clothes, I was a little noncommittal about him. Then I saw him in all his glory. An Adonis. His body was so fine it made me want to go to church. The muscular shoulders, arms, six pack abs, perfectly shaped muscular thighs, and a nice sized dick. But when he turned around, I was hooked. He had the most beautiful ass I’d ever seen. I just stared, with my mouth hanging open. It was the kind of ass you would buy insurance for. He told me he’d gotten the ass worship before. Women would forget about sex and just lie there caressing it. I wanted to take a picture of it, but I was afraid to ask. I felt like I needed to ask for permission to touch it, it was just that perfect.
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