As usual she took a long look in the mirror trying to re-do her windswept hair, although she knew there was no point as he loved her hair natural in e...ery way. Matt crept up behind her and held her round the waist placing his warm, moist lips to her soft neck. She let out a sigh and turned to face him. Standing on tip toes, she reached her arms up onto his broad muscular shoulders and planted her lips onto his. His wet tongue explored her lips and she responded with her tongue in the way that. Sitting on a pretentious wicker armchair, reading the newspaper, is a massive black man of about fifty years old. He is dressed in a ridiculous loincloth, big sunglasses, and has a long whip across his waist. he young girl approaches him and kneels in silence. The man continues to read. Rebecca is there, standing, and she does not know what to do. This is a strange situation for which she is not prepared. A few minutes pass, the man looks up and looks at her slowly.Rebecca blushes imagining the. Cynthia just continued to quiver, her juices pouring across his face. He was a long way from coming, but he was pretty sure the girls weren't.Cynthia went off first, flooding his face with her wetness, and pressing against him so hard he couldn't breathe. He could actually feel the floor of her pussy clenching and moving as she came. Finally she slid her hand down between her pussy and his tongue, and rolled off. He spared her a glance. Her hair was disheveled, her face was red, and her nipples. "BACK SEAT BITCH" he yelled. I got out and taking off my sneakers and jeans as he took off his boots and pants. I will mount you honey I said. He sat on the back seat I climbed in straddling him holding his ridged cock in one hand the other on his shoulder. YESSS i yelled as i guided the cock head in me. I humped it a little then WAM pushed down with all my night taking ever inch of it. Riding his cock his hands now holding me around my waist. Face to face riding his cock up and down i bent.