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How I became a black cock slut

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

worshipped what I thought was his huge cock. My pussy could definitely feel the difference, and it was the first time I had to shove a dick past my gag reflex to go balls deep. But now, comparing the size of the dicks I saw in the videos to where the guys navels were, and how their thicknesses looked on video, I knew that I was looking at a whole different level of big. I wondered what it might feel like to have such a big dick in my tight little pussy. I lit up a cigarette (the first time ever in the house), and used my hairbrush again while watching a girl with big tits get pounding by a dick quite a bit bigger than my husbands. In fact, this prompted me to go to the fridge and get a cucumber that was at least as big as Glenn, but longer, and bring myself to orgasm several times while I smoked naughtily. Surprisingly, Glenn snored through all of this. The next night, Glenn and I stayed up late watching a video we had rented. After it was over and we were climbing into bed. I asked my husband if he had ever watched any porn. I was wondering if he would be honest with me, or lie about it. He said that he watched a lot of it in college. I asked him if he still watched it. He looked at me closely as if deciding what to say. “Sometimes….” he said carefully. “Really?” I asked in a voice that told him I was clearly more interested than upset. He relaxed and then became visibly animated. “Why do you ask?” he queried. “Could we watch some together?” I countered. “Sure!” he said ... excitedly. “How about now?” I asked, looking over at the desktop. “Okay” he said and shot up and across the room to the desk to boot the “puter” up. I noticed that he went right to X-Hamster. He asked what I wanted to watch, and I said a little bit of everything. He went to what he excitedly called “girl-on-girl”. I found it a strange coincidence as I thought about the way the other receptionist had looked at my tits. After just a few minutes, I noticed Glenn’s hand rubbing the outside of his pajamas. I reached out and took over. His hand then went under my nightshirt to the outside of my panties. The more we watched the hornier we both got. A sudden desire to feel high came over me. Since the closest I could get was a nicotine rush, I asked Glenn if it was okay if I lit a cigarette. “Sure”, he said, “no problem.” I walked over to the closet and fetched one of the last three cigarettes out of my handbag and lit it up. “Take off your shirt” Glenn requested. I slipped the nightshirt over my head. As I did, it pulled my big tits up with it, and they flopped back down and bounced around a few times. I relished the feeling. My nipples were fully erect and I knew how hot I looked, and Glenn’s dick throbbing in his PJs confirmed it – besides, his eyes were locked on them the whole time. He sure never looked at my old tits that way. I picked up the cigarette I had set down. “Play with them” Glenn requested with an entreating gaze. So I rubbed them and tweeked the nipples getting them ...