Suddenly, those powerful black hips thrust upward, impaling the rich educated white girl slowly on the black godcock. Grunting hotly against her neck,...inch after inch of him sank into her tight little pink cunt. More of the dark throbbing tool entered her, two-thirds of him inside of her as he huskily whispered to her. "Black men are gods... You don't want some little white boy... You going to let your fiance ever touch you again, slut...?" He hissed. She cried out in surprise and joy as he. He talked quietly to her, just making small talk, but Monnie was concerned about her pussy getting wetter by the second. She put her hand between her legs, feeling the wetness as it seeped through her panties. She tried to talk, but no sounds came out, she was only aware of that wetness down there and that feeling that threatened to engulf her. She pressed hard with her fingers, finding her hard clit as it swelled . He wondered if she had put the phone down on him, until he heard her breathing,. This was one adventurous travel we had. Although we were doing all sort of naughty stuff, we hadn’t had sex in a while due to hectic schedules and classes, so we decided to do something new, adding a sensual part to our usual romp.So we planned for a weekend together at her place. I told her that I could give her a massage and then proceed further. She agreed and I laid her on the bed and started to undress her slowly. I read somewhere that a sensual massage now and then will be good for the. Many of them danced with her and complements came from all angles, at last she was relaxing. A slow piece of music drifted through the night as I got a drink I felt a hand on my sleeve, turning, I saw mom. “Too good to dance with an older woman eh” I laughed and took her elbow and led her to the dance floor, her arms clasped behind my head and we moved together, she laid her head on my shoulder and I held her close. I could smell her perfume it was so subtle but arousing at the same time..