And he was standing straight like a soldier in all that moments. He had a serious posture but I could see he was excited too and breathing deep. He wa... just standing there with his perfect muscular dark brown body. Then he stopped her and asked her to take her clothes off. It wasn't hard because she had a short and a blouse and in a minute she got rid off these. Then he wanted to take off her bra. When he did her big boobs popped out this time and I saw his eyes were shining. Then he. ’ ‘You mean, of course, you love her like a friend, your best friend?’ ‘No, I mean…yes, of course…but more than that.’ She looked up and made eye contact. ‘More than that? What do you mean, more than that? You love her like—’ ‘We made love.’ ‘You what?’ ‘I went home with her and we continued where we left off at the club. As soon as we entered her apartment, we stripped one another naked and made love.’ ‘What do you mean made love? Neither one of you has a penis. You can’t make love. That’s. She did not even let me speak all these days. Now she will leave and this distance would stay between us forever.I was into all those thoughts and suddenly she was near me. She looked at me for a few seconds. I was sure she would move away. I was about to turn back to avoid that embarrassment. But she hugged me tight with all force and started sobbing. My heart melted at that moment.Her body was so close and her boobs were crushed against my chest. But this time, it did not turn me on. It did. “You like a big, white cock fucking your hot black cunt, don’t you?”“Yes! Yes! I love it!” she moaned loudly. Raising her legs high along his sides, bringing them almost back to her shoulders, she ran her hands over the rippling muscles of his chest and abdomen. “Don’t stop. Keep fucking me, baby.”“Say you love it. Say you love a big, white cock fucking you, Sylvia,” Brent said, thrusting into her harder, sending his rigid masculine shaft into the depths of the black teenager’s cunt so that it.