At the sight of me fiddling with my phone Anne moved her head back so I slipped out of her mouth. I expected her to complain about me preparing to fi...m her but instead she simply smiled and said “Don’t forget to bluetooth me a copy”, before moving her mouth back onto my cock with a renewed gusto. All the time I was filming, her beautiful blue eyes were looking up at the camera. Needless to say it wasn’t long, given the circumstances, before I could feel the initial stage of wanting to come. . In facts, someone could walk in right now and I would still finish. In fact, she might be very disappointed (or very glad) she came in. The only thing I hate about masturbating is wasting the cum when I know poor women out there are yearning for it.I starred so hard at that butt, i thought it might catch fire. Then, almost as if it was planned, she bend over at the perfect time. Her sweatpants begged for mercy and they stretched so tight you could pretty much see through them in spots. And by. . slighted parted lips indicating your state of readiness... and a clear state of an urgent need to be penetrated... when enough strides had unfolded with one random slide... I would stop dead in my tracks… as the tip of my penis stood dead centre in front of your heavenly gate... seconds pass as I would remain purposely still... small uncontrollable penis throbs would force contact between my thick tip and your partly open slit... torn with extreme arousal and anticipation you would respond. “Do you like Black Pussy?”I quickly apologized and explained that I had bought the shirt not knowing who the group was and because I liked what it said.Sheila smiled.“So, do you like Black Pussy?” she pressed.I stayed quiet for a second. No matter how I answered the question, I knew there would be a follow up question.“I like all types of pussy,” I mumbled.“But mostly black pussy?” Sheila pressed. She knew I was in an uncomfortable position and I think she was enjoying the uncomfortableness I.