"I mean, I know it's a big deal for you." "It's alright, Bill. I want this," Zoey replied, looking directly into my eyes. "I want you." I repositioned...myself over top of her. I let her feel just the tip of my cock gliding across her wet slit. Then, using my hand, I pressed it down between her lips, dipping my head into her moist warmth, and finding her opening. "Ready?" I asked. "Yes." I pushed gently into her. She gasped loudly. "Okay?" "Yeah, Bill. Keep going." I pushed a little further into. He is the first to move, stripping off completely to reveal a broad chest, matted with hair, black hair on his legs and back, thick bush framing his dick. He climbs on the bed, lies on his back and grabs you by the hair, pulling your face to his cock which you can just get your mouth round. You feel him grab you and he forces you down on it, you cannot breathe, he is choking you, what a way to go you think as hands start to play with your cunt from behind, when he releases you – you pull away. Jimmy rammed that green thing into Ana's cunt at a blinding place, causing another orgasm for her. He started bucking wildly and shoved one last time, lifting Ana's butt off the bed... Jimmy withdrew his green poker from my wife's stretched pussy. The condom had stayed firmly in place on his dick all during the pounding, but now there was a blob of an electric green substance occupying about a half at the tip. Anita now turned her attention to the last black guy. Wilson was sitting in a chair. I gasped when he slid two fingers into me; having been aroused most of the day they went in quite smoothly, however, he brushed right past the g-spot and pushed and pushed until he couldn’t get his fingers any deeper. He began thrusting them in and out as fast as he could, fast and deep, fast and out; I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head on his shoulder moaning softly. Jace’s touch did give me some pleasure, albeit, not as much as when I masturbated – then, I’d had a lot more.