I beg him to take me to fuck me, to own me and he flips me over onto my back, pulls my legs up in the air so my pussy is open wide for him and lines u... his big dick with my hot wet pussy that's crying out to be filled up by him. Our bodies fit perfectly together as he starts to pound my pussy hard in the missionary position just like I remember and love. I scream "yes fuck me hard, you fuck me so good!" "don't stop!" as he jackhammers away with his big thick dick filling my wet hole and pushing. She was gorgeous from every angle. I was caught a couple of times glancing at her navel and milky white waist which was visible as she was wearing saree very low to her waist. We started to talk about some casual topics like family studies and all. She also complimented me about my well built body as I told her that I hit the gym daily. She seemed to like me. Soon after Akshay was back and the fun ended.Soon after I came back home. My brain was completely in her thought. I couldn’t stop. Then he began to squeeze my nipples..harder and harder.. then twisting them..invoking a pain that I relished in!Twisting, pulling, caressing them...later grabbing my nipples in a pinching manner, and held on while fucking me. Each thrust brought another pull on my nipples.Never before, had I felt like so much of a slut... being bent over a banister, out in the open, for all the neighbors to see... to see me taken by a black man.. to submit to being a black man's bitch!! I didn't care!! My. He shut the door and raised a questioning eyebrow at me, and I handed him my phone. He took it and set the bag down before sitting on the couch and motioning for me to join him. I sat next to him with me legs crossed at the ankle as he watched my video, his hand caressing my thigh absently, sending chills through my already aroused body. He smiled as he got to the part where I spread myself open for him, then handed my phone back when it was over.“Very good, but we need to get you closer to the.