Accidental conversion to big black cocks
“H-Hi…” I stammered, feeling myself blush already. It took all my effort not to look down at his bulge.
He smiled showing off glowing white teeth, “You’re a pretty little redhead aren’t you?” I smiled back, feeling my cheeks going red as I started scanning through his shopping. “How are you doing today?”
“Oh, you know,” I said without commitment, “It’s been quite a long day.”
‘Don’t look at his cock, don’t look at his cock, don’t look at his cock,’ looped in my mind over and over again. My neck was desperately trying to tilt itself down towards his package.
“Checking out guys must be tiring.” He said cheekily. I looked up at him with shock.
“Wh-what?”
“I’ve seen you checking me out,” he said softly as he, unashamedly, looked down at my tits. “Quite a lot over the last few weeks.”
“I-I think you must be mistaken.” I said, trying to find my courage. “I have a boyfriend.” For some reason, saying that to him made me sad. My pussy was starting to get wet just talking to this man and here I was, rejecting his advances.
