Finding King Cobra: You're the Big Black Cock I Need

While chilling in Orlando, I was approached by this young lady who seemed a bit lost and confused, as if she was searching for something. I could tell that she really wanted and needed to see things clearer, from a whole new perspective. She introduced herself to me and then paused and asked my name. When I answered King Cobra, she reacted with delight, but still confused. How'd you get that name she asked, her eyes very wide open behind her glasses awaiting my reply, clearly wanting to find out for herself. So, I then proceeded to show her exactly why, using her in ways she hadn't been used before and giving her a heavy dose of the Cobra, a different BBC than she'd ever experienced. She wasn't just blacked, she happily discovered exactly what it meant to be King Cobra'd!