Jonah's shoulders were extraordinarily broad and his entire upper torso had great girth. He had thick slabs of muscle across his shoulders, leading up the back of his neck, across his chest and between his amazingly broad shoulder blades.

In spite of the massive girth of Jonah's upper torso, he had a slender waist and trim hips. There was a great ratio between the measurements of his chest and waist.

There, were times when Tammy could not look at her man – especially when he was buck naked – without thinking that he was built especially by God for fucking.

For fucking her.

He had very thick thighs. They agreed that one of his thighs was the same size, or a little bigger, than Tammy's waist. He had very long legs.

His hands and his feet were extraordinarily large – as was another all-important part of his masculine anatomy. Tammy pulled down his trousers and his stiff cock popped out.

She smiled with glee as she looked at that ebony monster bobbing up and down in front of her large eyes. The tip of his cock came very close to touching the tip of her nose.

Jonah's cock was a good nine and three-quarters inches long – but it had never been the length of Jonah's cock that impressed Tammy so much.

It was the thickness of that pole that really shook her up. She could see that his cock was as thick as her wrist – maybe a little thicker.

She could see that Jonah's black prick was thickest at the head. His cock looked like a baby's arm – a baby's arm holding an apple in its tiny fist.

The head of Jonah's cock pushed well out from under its foreskin when his tool of manhood was thoroughly engorged with the blood of his horniness.

She thought that the head of her man's tool was shaped like a grossly overgrown acorn – the kind from which mighty oak trees grow!!!

She knew that she would have to open her mouth as far as she possibly could to suck him. Obviously, she had been through this routine before.