This might be different than what you had in mind. ><;;;
TW for demeaning to women and homophobic
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"I really got to thinking about what you said, I mean it stuck with me. Now, I respect you and all that bullshit but you don't know the virtues of a perfect tit."
A minute and a half into the phone call and Pink knows that he will never, ever at any circumstance swap phone numbers prior to speaking with a partner in the future. His steak is thawing on the counter and he was close to heading to the john. Brown keeps on yammering in his ear.
"Now, white chicks. Can't beat em and all but--"
"Brown. I'm hanging up right now. We're meeting tomorrow." Because Mr. Pink would really, really like to think of titties all by himself. "Why don't you play Donkey Kong or whatever the fuck you do."
"Hey. Hey. I'm reaching out to you man. Ignorance is killing America. And for the record, it's Lemmings. You're not listening. Y'should get your ears checked."
"Brown-!"
"As I was saying, Tits. White chicks get those pink nipples, and it's a great sight with contrasting color in real life or in cinema. No matter the color though they work the same. I had this Filipino gal and fuck, she was hot. Fucking perfect size breasts, if they could have been replicated and put into a bucket the Colonel would quadruple the spending."
Pink gives an exasperated sigh. One because he is still talking to Brown longer than he wanted to and two because he's already getting a hard on. "That's--that's fucking great. Good on you. Now--"
"Anyway, size is great you can fuckin' hold em and squeeze em. When they fit in your hand and are still big enough to sort of sway as you grind up on her, that's when it matters. Everybody thinks that the Black women have all the parts, well if you're picky enough you'll find just what you want in any make. Gotta find the model you know? A lot of the time the bitches don't know what they got. They'll let you do just about anything. Twist em, slap em, grease up your dick and fuck them." Brown chuckles a little on the phone and clears his throat.
...Is he breathing heavy?
"Sure." Mr. Pink would love to say he's not listening anymore but he is. Fuck. Now he's leaning up on the bed of his motel room. Always answer calls out of sight in case someone's watching. That's a rule he made up for himself. Fucking professionals gotta keep a clear head. Except he never thought out what would happen in a scenario like this. He has to check twice to be sure that he's honestly hard from this. Yep. No joke. "Okay, Brown. Thanks for-" Being the biggest skeeve he's talked to in quite some time? Getting him started before that magazine he got with his cigarettes? Pink undoes his belt, then his jeans. Immediately after hanging up he's gonna whack off.
"Not finished yet!" That comes out a little too fast. He swallows and then resumes. "I like titty fucking. No shit right?" Brown breathlessly laughs. "Except that is second fiddle to the all mighty cunt. Pussy is always the same shade." Pink, hilariously enough. He doesn't say it though. "A blind man doesn't need to be scoping out and trying to match it to wallpaper, you know? When it's tight and wet, that's all that matters. Ain't it great when she's so fucking small it don't matter what size your dick is, it still is a fucking trip to fit it in?"
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TW for demeaning to women and homophobic
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"I really got to thinking about what you said, I mean it stuck with me. Now, I respect you and all that bullshit but you don't know the virtues of a perfect tit."
A minute and a half into the phone call and Pink knows that he will never, ever at any circumstance swap phone numbers prior to speaking with a partner in the future. His steak is thawing on the counter and he was close to heading to the john. Brown keeps on yammering in his ear.
"Now, white chicks. Can't beat em and all but--"
"Brown. I'm hanging up right now. We're meeting tomorrow." Because Mr. Pink would really, really like to think of titties all by himself. "Why don't you play Donkey Kong or whatever the fuck you do."
"Hey. Hey. I'm reaching out to you man. Ignorance is killing America. And for the record, it's Lemmings. You're not listening. Y'should get your ears checked."
"Brown-!"
"As I was saying, Tits. White chicks get those pink nipples, and it's a great sight with contrasting color in real life or in cinema. No matter the color though they work the same. I had this Filipino gal and fuck, she was hot. Fucking perfect size breasts, if they could have been replicated and put into a bucket the Colonel would quadruple the spending."
Pink gives an exasperated sigh. One because he is still talking to Brown longer than he wanted to and two because he's already getting a hard on. "That's--that's fucking great. Good on you. Now--"
"Anyway, size is great you can fuckin' hold em and squeeze em. When they fit in your hand and are still big enough to sort of sway as you grind up on her, that's when it matters. Everybody thinks that the Black women have all the parts, well if you're picky enough you'll find just what you want in any make. Gotta find the model you know? A lot of the time the bitches don't know what they got. They'll let you do just about anything. Twist em, slap em, grease up your dick and fuck them." Brown chuckles a little on the phone and clears his throat.
...Is he breathing heavy?
"Sure." Mr. Pink would love to say he's not listening anymore but he is. Fuck. Now he's leaning up on the bed of his motel room. Always answer calls out of sight in case someone's watching. That's a rule he made up for himself. Fucking professionals gotta keep a clear head. Except he never thought out what would happen in a scenario like this. He has to check twice to be sure that he's honestly hard from this. Yep. No joke. "Okay, Brown. Thanks for-" Being the biggest skeeve he's talked to in quite some time? Getting him started before that magazine he got with his cigarettes? Pink undoes his belt, then his jeans. Immediately after hanging up he's gonna whack off.
"Not finished yet!" That comes out a little too fast. He swallows and then resumes. "I like titty fucking. No shit right?" Brown breathlessly laughs. "Except that is second fiddle to the all mighty cunt. Pussy is always the same shade." Pink, hilariously enough. He doesn't say it though. "A blind man doesn't need to be scoping out and trying to match it to wallpaper, you know? When it's tight and wet, that's all that matters. Ain't it great when she's so fucking small it don't matter what size your dick is, it still is a fucking trip to fit it in?"