1. Black Cock Worship


    Date: 11/11/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: kinghut, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    bodily, with my pussy still encircling his knob and he stood up. Then he began to make little jumping motions. At first he was just rising us on the balls of his feet then sinking down to his heels. Then the bouncing became a little more pronounced. As he accelerated of his movements he sank in and out of me a little deeper. I was amazed at how full I felt. I knew that he probably was deeper in me than any man had ever been before, and he was probably only half way in. But within the next few minutes, as he still held me up and bounced I began to become light headed as his big black baseball bat snaked deeper and deeper up into me. After a few more moments I could hear screaming. To my amazement it was me, I was screaming as he took me deeper and deeper, grunting now with the effort to hold back, not to thrust, all the while taking my entire weight in just his hands. Thinking back to that first time I can't clearly recall how it felt as Otis fucked my brains out in the master bedroom that afternoon. I remember everything better afterwards, as we lay side by side gasping for breath, my body ached in the worst way, but I also felt absolutely wonderful. Otis had stretched me beyond belief but I had never felt more female that I did at ...
    that moment. I looked over at Otis' still semi-hard monster all slick from his copious cum and mine too and I shivered. I knew in that moment that I would worship Otis' cock from that day forward. The problem I had was what to do with my husband. He'd know instantly, or at least he would after I'd ridden Otis a few more times, that I was no longer the same size as I used to be. It didn't seem to matter. I didn't care about the money or the social status, all I wanted from that point on was Otis' magnificent cock, all stiff and hard, throbbing to his heartbeat, pounding my pussy and stickying me up with his geysers of cum. *** So six months later I'm now with Otis, we live in a hotel room that he rents by the week. We don't have an extra penny to our name. My husband found out about us (the first time he tried to have sex with me, after a week making love to Otis, the truth came out. His little weenie felt like sticking a dowel into a storm drain. Otis was fired too. But I don't care. I don't try to think about the future. I'm 44 and I'm carrying Otis' baby in my womb. We'll probably have to go on welfare, but the sex is still incredible and I should have an easy delivery since Otis has stretched me so much that a delivery should be a snap.
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