Wo apni poori jeebh meri Choot ke andar ghusa kar Choot ke dane ko chaat raha tha. Mujhe apni Choot chuswane ka pahla ahsaas itna accha lag raha tha k... usko shabdo mai bayan kiya hi nahi jaa sakta.Kareeb 10 min tak wo meri Choot Ko apni jeebh se sahlata raha fir mera jism masti mei aakar akadne laga aur mai uske muh mei hi jhar gai. Meri Choot ka sara ras uske mukh mei sama gaya. Wo meri Choot ki pankhudiyo ko chus-chus kar sara kaamras apne muh se nichod liya.Fir wo utha aur mere ek-ek kar ke. Growing up, children of the black workers were my playmates and friends. Especially the girls. Many of them of mixed blood. Some, were as white as me, due to my Spanish bloodlines.On my eighteenth birthday, my father declared I was now a man and was to take my place in assisting in the running of Pomeroy Plantation. I was well educated, having been trained in the Classics, and Mathematics and could speak three languages.There were areas of education my father and mother were not aware of. I had. He came in my pussy, adding his sweet hot jism to my flooded pussy. Tom had been watching and stroking his cock. He was hard again and ready to put his cock back into that pussy that he had been missing. The guys traded places and I enjoyed Peter’s cock in my mouth while Tom set the pace, leisurely stroking his cock in and out of my cum drenched pussy. He didn’t mind sloppy seconds at all, so wet, so hot, so full of cum. The ten minute warning bell rang. Tom picked up the pace, now. Aur meri gaand daba rahi thi zor zor se. Apne haat se.Me-bht din se tere honto ko chus na chahta tha. Aaj mauka mila hai.Anu – sirf hont nahi aaj tjhe sab chus na hai. Mera.Me-tu bas dekhti ja. Aaj raat mein tera husband hu. Tjhe. Randi bana mar chodunga.Anu-bana le apni randi. Bht din se lena chah rahi thi tera main toh. Aaj aaya hai tu haat.Fir maine. Apne kapde nikal diya. Aur usse bed par doggy style mein laakar zor zor se thappad maar ne laga unki gaand par. Ek haat se baal pakad rakhe.