Really ANY dick would be wild and exotic to someone with Tori’s upbringing, Krystal realized, and something too extreme might be too much for her, so she’d start off on the vanilla side of things and work her way up.
“What about this one?” Krystal asked pulling a Caucasian dick out of a box. It couldn’t have been more average: maybe 5 inches long, walnut sized balls, a tight circumcision with a dark scar.
Tori looked at it critically and said,”Call me a spoiled brat if you like but I didn’t come here for the Hyundai of dicks, I came for a Cadillac.”
“Hey, I didn’t want to shock you.” Krystal said, tossing the dick back in its box and perusing endlabels until she found another one that seemed promising.
Opening the box she pulled out a thick caramel colored dick with a short foreskin and heavy balls in a dark skinned sack.
“How about a little Latin spice?” Krystal asked.
“Going home a latina isn’t exactly going to be easy to explain, but not impossible to live with either…. Lets put a pin in that one for now, metaphorically of course.” Tori said.
“You want pins, we can do pins, I know a girl.” Krystal said and replaced the dick in its box before speedreading some more labels and picking out another.
Inside this box: another dark skinned dick, this one with a long, smooth foreskin shrouding its sleek glans and a pair of large balls hanging in a leathery black sack.
“How about this one? Its Cambodian, so thats pretty rare as is, but that foreskin is the real crowning touch if you ask me.” Krystal said, trying not to make it sound like she herself wanted it more than the uncut grower.
“Asian, huh? Maybe…. Put it by the othee. What else we got?” Tori asked.
Looking around Krystal spotted Jameela’s dick still sitting on the shelf and held it up for her in both hands.
“Need I say more?” Krystal asked as she stroked its girthy length and played with its puckered foreskin.
“I’d like it if you did actually. Thats not a bad one it just doesn’t look like the one for me.” Tori said,”No offense, Bree.”
“None taken, girl. You do you.” Bree said.
“How about…. Oh my….” Krystal said as she read an endlabel and quickly pulled the dick out of it. Caucasian and a short 4 inches but thick as her wrist and equipped with a beautifully veined foreskin that hung a good inch off the tip.
“That looks like a Cadillac to me, girl,” Bree said to Tori,”What do ya say?”
Tori looked between all of the offered options and said….