When I reach full hardness I turn and bury Myself in your throat again. You take it more easily this time, relaxing to allow me in, but at one point y...u cannot control the gag and puke when I pull back. You spit the excess onto My cock, then look up apologetically. I pat your face to show I am OK with this, and turn on the shower to start rinsing everything away.My gentle hands soap up your whole body as you do the same for Me. Every nook and cranny is cleansed. We rinse off the soap, and you. His hands spread my thighs, and his thumb caressed my pussy. I thought he was going to finger me. But no. Instead, he stuck his tool in me. I was surprised that he could get it back up again so quickly. He grabbed my boobs and started pounding my cunt hard.“Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah, fuck yeah, Bhaiya. Ahhh, fuck, how did you get it back up so quickly? Ahhh fuck, it feels good. Slow down and fuck me nice and soft.”But no. He kept going. He kept pounding my pussy hard and fast. I felt his. Unable to take anymore, she pushed his head from her lap, exhaling deeply as she did. She was spread wide, her skirt exposing her least feminine part. She was soaked with spit and some of her own cum, which had leaked out from his lips.Pausing his own masturbation, he whispered for her to cross her legs. Doing as she was told, she flipped her leg over as he gently smoothed out her skirt, placing it properly upon her silky, tanned legs. Her eyes returned to him, after glancing about, just in. Her hair had been straightened and hung to the middle of her back and with her general good looks, she had no problems finding boy friends.Her face was not that of the typical negro, her nose was only slightly broader than a Caucasian's, as were her lips, and her eyes were deep, deep brown.Ellalee was a little on the slim side of things, with a small waist, slim but well proportioned hips and long, long legs. Her breasts while being on the large end of an "A" or small end of a "B" were nicely.