LOOK OUT BELOW

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LOOK OUT BELOW

Randi Anderson came home after work, tired and stressed. The banking industry, like the economy, was collapsing. She had gotten an email from HR about possible layoffs coming down.

After tossing her purse onto the dining room table, she plopped down onto the couch, resting her head in her hands.

‘Fuck, this sucks’ she thought. Looking out at the small city, she saw glittering diamonds on the proverbial black velvet. Randi stood, opened her sliding glass door and stepped out onto her small balcony.

From the fifth floor, the top floor of the apartment building, she thought she was on top of the world. Dewerton was not a huge city, but her apartment building was one of the tallest in town.

The low noise of the city still working drifted toward her. ‘I’m only twenty two, I can’t be out of a job now.’

A slight breeze blew the soft cloth of her skirt against her body. Looking down, she could see the feint outline of her secret. Randi giggled.

She remembered when she was in high school and college, with all the pressures of exams and studying. Randi would spend many late night hours jacking off to relieve the tension.

Though her extra part wasn’t overly large, she could hold her own against any man. It was usually the thickness, not the length that made some girls take pause, even the drunk ones!

At only fifteen inches, it wasn’t something that would be impossible to fuck. But it was her dick’s girth that caused all sorts of problems. When hard, it was thicker than a soda can, from the orange sized head to the base. And her foreskin was so thick and long that unless she pulled it back from the head, the head would never get exposed.

When she was younger, she had accidentally cum into her foreskin, bloating it before her spooge shot out in great wads of pud pudding. The mess was usually epic. But as she aged, she learned how to manipulate her man part to satisfactory jack sessions.

Wobbling underneath the strong shaft were her testes, huge, hairy and wrinkled in all their glory. They didn’t bother Randi much unless they got that urge, THE urge to unload a prodigious outpouring of her liquid love.

She felt a tingle go up and down her spine. Her nipples hardened, her pussy began to moisten. ‘It’s so naughty,’ she thought. ‘But what the heck? It’s Friday.’

Going back inside, she ran to her bedroom, quickly undressed and put a robe on. Shutting her lights off, she went back to the balcony. Randi sat on one of her plastic patio chairs, opening her robe, feeling the still warm night air swirling about her privates.

With a hiss, she hauled up her dick, slapping the thick tube of pussy pleasure up and down in her palm. It had grown over the years from just a little four incher to this monster soft eleven inches. She only hoped it was done. Randi knew that if it didn’t stop, she w