What’s that under her hair?

“What’s that shining thing under your hair?” — the girl stood from aside and that helped her notice it.

“I think both of us haven’t shared our secrets yet.” — now Jen was sure she was hearing African accent in a White voice. She slowly turned her hips, showing the smooth base of the dildo.

“Your turn.”

The blonde woman sighed and turned the key on the back of her neck. After a loud pop, the perfectly tanned skin began to swell creepily, and Jen took a step back before witnessing an averagely-sized Black man slipping out of the blonde’s skin.

As Jen held onto the wall, completely freaked out but unable to say a single word, he stretched his hand out.

“I’m so sorry you had to see that. I’m Olorunyomi. By the way.”

Jen collected herself and accepted the handshake.{If Insanity > 70} Her vision, however, slipped from it and onto the man’s uncovered penis.

“It’s impressive even in its idle state. It would be such a shame to not taste it.”

“Ugh... It would. But I don’t know him! I gotta talk to him first!”

{endif} Her eyes then rose up and looked into his. They had no rest. Olorunyomi clearly had something else to say.