"It was -- I can't --" Jesse didn't want to offend you but she also didn't want to lie.
"He's big." You say, matter-of-factly.
"Soooo big," she holds her hands out wide, "How do you know?"
"He's always got some girl screaming in there. A few have straight up left because they said it hurts too much."
"I can imagine," Jesse bit her bottom lip.
You poked at her chest and began to tickle her. "You're turned on, aren't you? What a little slut."
"No, no, no," she protested, "David is a disgusting person and I'd never ever ever sleep with him." This part was honest. David was a obese, boorish, and a slob.
"But that cock?" You smirked.
"But that fucking cock," Jesse mewed, "It would split me in two, John. It's hard not to be turned on by it. You're not mad, are you?"
"Course not. Girls like big dicks, what's new?"
"But you know I'd never do something like that, right? I'd never cheat on you, much less, with that moron."
"No, but if it's a fantasy of yours, to be with someone bigger, there are ways we can simulate it."
You watched Jesse's eyes dilate and felt her pussy begin to drip on your leg.
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