1. How I became a black cock slut


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

    thoughts and things. The perky office manager soon made her way into the doctor’s office, and he soon followed. As I finished filing I heard moans coming from the office. I looked at the other assistant and was strangely transfixed by the sounds. So was she. All we could hear was the doctor, so either the manager was being very quiet, or she was giving him head. “God, isn’t sex just the best when you are high?!” my co-worker remarked. We both just giggled, and she looked a bit long at my new tits. I didn’t really know what she was talking about, but it seemed to make sense with the way that I was feeling. After we closed up everyone went to their cars. They drove off as I sat there lost in the feeling and wondering about how safe I would be driving. I was now way hornier than before I smoked. For some reason I then did something that I had never done before. I opened my purse and took a cigarette out of my nearly empty pack. I opened the window and lit up. As I sat there smoking my mind kept going between my legs and I started rubbing the crotch of my pants almost absently. Then I slowly unzipped them and started playing with myself. The feeling was amazingly amplified and all consuming! Wow! Before I knew it I was doing another thing I hadn’t done in a long time. I took my hairbrush out of my bag and started running the long pink handle on my crotch. Then, almost in a dream, I pulled my pants down over my hip and worked the hairbrush up inside of me. My orgasms washed ...
    over me and downed me. I couldn’t get enough. I came and then smoked a cigarette with my hairbrush still sticking out of me. Then I fucked myself silly with the brush handle again. I don’t know how many times I came. Eventually I felt all cummed out. Still not sure about driving, I went to a nearby diner and had a cup of coffee. Two hours later, I felt I was okay to drive. I still arrived home before my husband. The next day we repeated our blow-job-mall-parking-lot-fantasy – though we did a different mall each week. After the mall that weekend, I was straightening up my husband’s desk. I know that it sounds cliché, but he was fast asl**p in his chair in front of the T.V. I set the mouse on its pad and the screen that had been asl**p lit up. The banner said “X-Hamster”, and on it I saw little pictures of all kinds of sex acts, some of them moving. I wasn’t really in the mood, and shut the computer down without thinking too much about it. Later the next night Glenn fell asl**p watching the T.V. again. Curious, I went over to the desktop, opened up Chrome, and typed in X-Hamster. I went to the site and explored for quite some time. Maybe surprisingly, I had never really watched any adult videos before. After just a few minutes though, it struck me that maybe Glenn’s dick wasn’t as big as I thought it was. I had only had a couple of boyfriends in high school and college, and all of them had dicks that were quite a bit smaller than Glenn’s. When I met him in my senior year, I ...
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