Tab usne meri t-shirt utar di then maine uske blouse ko khol diya, she was in pink bra. Tight boobs the. Phir uska petilot khol diya and wo mujhse lip...t gai zor se. Kuchh der baad maine uski bra utar di, uske boobs dekh ker main happy ho gaya. Than I maine uski panty utar di, uski choot per koi baal nahin tha, coot ek dam gori thi, maine usko kis kiya to wo sharma gai tabhi maine apne kapde bhi utar diye, ab main uske samne naga tha than usne mere lund ko dekha and she smiled and said thanks. She had great tits, and I loved her dense black bush. Have loved black haired women ever since, especially if they've got a lot of hair around their pussy. I'm such a pale white boy that the contrast of watching myself fuck in and out of her was mesmerizing.Happy days. I have to repeat what a few here have said, I've found black women less artificial about fucking, you can tell it's just natural as far as they are concerned. I find that they have to work less hard to be erotic than some others. Fuck me, please. I need your thick, monsterous cock inside of my wet, wet pussy.It's all yours. Unnnnnnnnh, it's waiting for you. Please, Matt. I'm begging you; fuck me. Fuck me so hard..."I pulled his head away from my breast, bringing his face up to mine.We shared a passionate kiss, and I swirled my tongue suggestively around the tip of his.Without warning, he suddenly slammed into me hard. I wanted to just throw my head back, buthis mouth was still demanding attention from mine. He was going. I felt my eyes roll back into darkness and felt my pussy flex in ejaculation. I looked in time to see a stream shoot from my pussy over my fingers causing it to splay to both of my legs. It was a good squirt and felt incredible. It was definitely the best and biggest quantity of ejaculate fluid I had passed since the first time Bill licked my butthole and massaged my G-spot on the slouch couch in his writing room almost a year ago. The passing of whatever that is may be the most pleasant.