So yesterday when I was out with my girlfriends, I was a little drunk and horny so I started to flirted with a black guy in the bar then I followed hi... to his hotel room and continued to drink and talk so after a while we ended up on the couch. I was so horny I have not had sex since last autumn, so I did not protest when he began to go under my dress and into my panties. I started to moan heavily when his fingers massaged my clit and my pussy flowed he continued by putting a finger in my. Fingers. Another come.I like her dedication and dirty drive, demand another quickie. "Spank your ass hard. I want you to come".I like the triple tribute of lovely looking Lea cute coming for me so far, but is her butt up really for me?I invite Lea to the second stage of my sex test for a slave secreary; "On all fours at my lounge table, please".I like how fast and eagerly Lea take up the pretty proposed position. "Imagine you are tied up here by me".I line up my long rod and without any warning. She tried to fight him, but his hands were too strong, and he easily forced his cock against her mouth and lips. With her hands and arms now released, she clutched at his legs attempting to push herself away. He struck her face with a mighty blow causing her to go limp for a moment as she tried to regain control of her limbs. He forced his cock into her mouth and stuffed it down her throat causing her to gag and spit. He released her head enough that only her lips remained around the tip of his. "Oh am I wrong? Tell me I'm wrong and I'll show you." He whispered close to my face. I closed my eyes. I couldn't bare the emotions coursing through me. I was full of need I've never felt before. "You're wrong." I whispered back. Damon's hand went to my inner thighs under the sun dress I bought but never worn until now, and I flinched. He pulled away before I could even feel his fingers. He put his hand up in front of my face "Am I still wrong?" He said. I looked at his hand in astonishment..