My Special Talent (16)

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"No, please, I want to suck you off! Please. I never blew a Black stud. I want to taste your come." I put my cockhead between her globes, up to the lips of her v****a. She tried futilely and weakly to push me away with her cuffed hands. "Please, no, my husband. He'll be back soon." I shoved her hands aside and pushed my meat into her cunt. "Ahhh. s**t, no, don't f**k me! You're too long." I f****d her hard and fast while she swore at me and called me vilenames. I'd never fantasied being a Black r****t. It was fun. Reaching my hand in, I found her crotch. "Ohh, ohh." She pushed her face into the mattress and bit on the spread, making more muffled groans. "Please," she said when she picked her head up again, "Please, no, I don't want to come. I can't. No. It's too humiliating, coming on

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