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How I became a black cock slut II

Date: 5/8/2016, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: Roxyblack, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

pussy up a bit for what I got coming her way.” Oh, man, what a mind fuck-my own husband fucking me in front of this big black stud. I just LOVE a good mind fuck-almost as much as I like a good fucking; or rather, it’s always such a delicious part of a good fucking! I soon felt my husband’s cock working it’s way into me. He’s no big black cock, but he’s not a pencil dick either. Combined with the mind fuck, I totally came-again! He was pounding me hard and my tits were making loud flopping noises on the hood of the car. Then I sensed movement to the front of the car and I saw a couple of young guys were watching (I assumed the guys from the car that pulled up). I came again. Far from being shied by the presence of the guys, I came even louder saying: “O fuck yeah, baby, fuck me! Fuck me just like that!” I heard the guys just say “Holy shit! Holy shit!” over and over as their footsteps retreated to their car and they drove off. I felt my husband start to tense up and at exactly that moment Telly pulled him off of me. “I don’t mind seconds, but I don’t want no sloppy seconds, either” he said. “Okay, baby, you ready for this…” “Oh yeah, Oh God yeah!” I urged as I felt the head of his cock hot against my now open and ready pussy. At least I thought it was open and ready, but I soon found out that my husband’s pounding was poor preparation for what Telly had for me. I felt him grab my tiny hips f***efully, and then it felt like a Mac truck collided with my tight little pussy. ... “Ouuuuch-FUCK!” I said. “Bitch, that ain’t even the head!” Telly countered. “Here babe” Glenn said as he pressed a bottle against my still gaping mouth, “take a couple of big pulls on this”. I did and felt the several gulps of rum slide down my throat. We had learned from Ray that alcohol also served the purpose of significantly dulling the pain of having my pussy destroyed. Telly definitely could have learned something about technique from Ray though, because his approach was simply to continue to try and ram his massive and rock hard cock all the way in me as if it was going to go in in one mighty thrust. Fuck me! It certainly DID NOT. But he just didn’t seem to give a fuck! He just kept ramming and thrusting, not caring how little ground he gained within me. I tried to crawl away saying “Oh fuck, wait! Wait!” (some of you may know from my previous story the one rule I have in sex is about always being able to say “no” - and have that be respected). Like Telly cared. He was fucking ripping me up as his hands clamped me hopelessly against him. “Oh shit! Oh fuck! Glenn-do something!” I heard Glenn say something and Telly released one of his hands. Then I heard a thuck and I saw Glenn hit the ground from a backhand by Telly. Fuck me! As Telly kept at it the pain, even through the rum, was burning through me with every thrust Telly made. Then something unexpected happened as the pain somehow morphed into a perverse pleasure as I was watching myself being abused. He “owned” me. He ...