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A Little Simulation
Date: 9/8/2016, Categories: Interracial, Author: WritersFriend, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
his broad black chest. He liked to stay in shape, worked out three times a week, lifting weights, skipping rope. A sound mind in a sound body, that was the secret to his success. That and a ten-inch pecker. Natalie’s legs hung over the edge of the desk, her short white dress barely hiding her pussy. Darnell slid his hands up the outsides of her thighs, raising the dress and exposing that glorious pink gash again. With his hands on her hips he scooted her back. Natalie wriggled her butt to help him. When she was far enough, he took her thin-ankled feet and placed them up on the desktop, one on either side of him. He reached up to the woman’s shoulder loops, turned his head, and said to Flatberry, “Sometimes it increases the man’s stimulation to see a woman’s breasts while engaged in oral foreplay.” He slid the loops off of Natalie’s shoulders and folded the bodice of the dress down, exposing two succulent, creamy tits. The nipples were as pink as the delicate inner flesh of her pussy and looked hard as thimbles. The areolas were large and covered with tiny pinprick bumps. She was a walking wet dream. Venus de Milo. Pamela Anderson. Staring deep into her eyes, Darnell squeezed her breasts with both hands and rolled his thumbs over the nipples. Her eyes reduced to slits, her tongue wetting her lips. Darnell slid his hands slowly down her sides, onto her hips, and then up under her dress. He bunched the silky white material up around her taut, tanned belly and slipped his ... hands under her naked ass cheeks. Crouching down, he said to Flatberry, “A higher elevation would be more suitable. But we must make do.” The bumpkin’s jaw was hanging almost to his chest. His eyes were so big behind those giant goggles they looked like they might swallow his face. Darnell slithered two fingers up and down the juicy folds of the white woman’s pussy. She watched him with her head raised, her breasts heaving. Smiling at her, he licked his lips and lowered his face. He covered her whole twat with his mouth and began sucking and slurping. When he drove his tongue up into her hole, she moaned out “Oh God,” her head bouncing down onto his jacket. Her hips began to roll and her breaths spurted out in gasps. Darnell grinned into the woman’s bald snatch. He knew he was a good pussy-eater. One of his many black women had once measured his tongue and found it to be a full four and a half inches long. He fought back a chuckle—that was probably as long as limp-dick Flatberry’s pecker. He poked his tongue deeper into the woman’s cunt and twisted it, and her hips jumped up off the desktop, mashing her pussy into his face. He had to grip her ass cheeks more tightly just to hold her in place. Fuck, this bitch was acting like she’d never had her pussy sucked before. The idea that this might be virgin snatch made Darnell’s dick grow to its full ten inches. He slavered his tongue up and down her slit, sucking and nipping her clit at the top of each stroke. “Oh God,” Natalie moaned ...