Dickgirl turned to face me. My eyes enjoyed the look of her small love bubbles with their small, brown nipples. Her belly was lightly rounded – not chunky, just pleasingly obese. My eyes drifted down to the front of her panties. Usually, Aisha tucked her package away so skillfully that it was almost impossible to detect, even in the flimsiest underwear. That night, however, there was no tucking. Her organs were pushing hard against the fabric of her thong. She rose to her feet and stepped out of her panties. She stood nude before me in all of her perfect angel. Her tiny tool, just shorter than average. Her dusky ball sack hung below. Just as Aisha had felt a couple of minutes ago, I felt myself beginning to getting aroused…
