1. How I became a black cock slut


    Date: 11/9/2017, Categories: Interracial Sex, Author: Roxyblack, Rating: 94, Source: xHamster

    Then I felt Glenn’s full weight on me. He had passed out! I was pissed! This was the most amazing fuck of my life and my husband just passed out. I remember thinking “Fuck him!” So I grabbed his ass and jerked it towards me. I felt the huge strap on plough its way deep into to me. In this way I fucked myself into several more orgasms. When I’d had enough, I used my feet to push Glenn off of me and then wiggled out from under him. The next day my pussy was soooo sore! It was the first thing I felt when I woke up! I knew that I had been thoroughly and righteously fucked, even if it was with a strap on. Glenn made me a great breakfast and we hung out together (with had both taken this Monday off). After breakfast we had coffee and Glenn took me up to the bedroom and gave me a killer full-body massage. I was totally naked and my big tits squished out to each side under my body weight. As my body relaxed I could feel my pussy more and more. As I lay there under my husband’s expert ministrations, I replayed the last couple of months over and over in my head. I could feel myself getting wet. When Glenn finished he disappeared and let me have my “centering” time. When he got back he handed me a glass of tomato juice with ice in it. I sat up and took a nice swallow. The alcohol rushed over me. As he often does, my husband had read my mind: I was longing to extend this erotic weekend yet another day. Reading my next desire, he revealed a newly opened, fresh pack of cigarettes. I lit ...
    up and exhaled deeply. God I love smoking when I was drinking! So there I sat: an average girl spending some time with her average husband on an average Monday. My average legs were hanging over my hubby’s average portable massage table, in our average house in an average Westchester neighbourhood. But you wouldn’t have noticed any of this I promise you! All you would have seen was my huge rack, the drink in my hand and the cigarette smoke streaming from my lips. Yeah baby, my new tits had changed everything. The nicotine buzz hit me and combined with the alcohol to start my pussy tingling. I was getting horny again fast! When I finished my drink and cigarette, my husband suggested we hit the mall for some shopping and then some lunch. Sounded perfect to me! As we drove to the mall together I was thinking of our parking lot trysts and this made me even hornier. I was thinking about sex as much as I imagine that men do. How could I not?? My bodacious tits were with me where ever I went – and they turned everybody’s head. Even as I walked into the mall in my faded blue jeans, black studded pumps, my rack stretched my old titty’s favorite Metallica t-shirt out impossibly, my 48 double D’s lifted the front up enough to expose my taut tummy and tiny waist. Yeah, everybody looked – wouldn’t you? Plus my newly stretched pussy was humming and I was feeling very, very naughty (and powerful) as I smoked my cigarette did my head-turning walk to the mall doors. We shopped for a couple ...
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