I growled, yanking the straps of her dress down. Her t**s bounced free... no bra, just perfect, full globes with dark n*****s begging to be sucked. I latched onto one, sucking hard, tongue flicking the peak.
Salma arched, a gasp escaping her.
'Oh f**k, Charles, suck Mama's t**s. Yeah, like that.'
Her vulgar words ignited me. I bit down gently, nipping the sensitive flesh, then switched to the other breast, kneading the first. My free hand smacked her ass, firm, round, the dress riding up to expose lace panties. The slap echoed, and she yelped, grinding against my thigh.
'Harder, baby. Spank this fat ass.'
I obliged, smacking again, feeling the jiggle under my palm. She was soaked already, I could smell her arousal. Pushing her back on the couch, I hiked her dress to her waist, rippin
