"You can do better, my white married bitch" he suddenly said and with that he pushed himself deep into my mouth. The feeling was uncomfortable as it s...retched my skin, but the feeling in the back of my mouth was amazing. I did my best to not gag on his cock.The black bastard seemed pleased as I sucked air through my nose and he fucked my mouth in such a wild manner. He kept a pace comfortable for him; but it was also pleasurable for me…After ten minutes of hard work, he pulled himself from my. Two remained. One was owned by Dr. Peter Williamson. Up until a year ago, the other was owned by designer Ralph Lauren, from whom Nick had bought the car. He had made him an offer hard for any man to refuse- Sixty million dollars.The car was built to drive, and Nick intended to drive it. Down the Pacific Coast Highway. At night. He intended to drive it as fast as he could. He wanted to see what the car could do. Everyone told him that he would definitely wreck the car, and probably kill himself. Through the purple haze, I spotted the guards, four of them, waving hands before their eyes.“Is something in the mist?” one asked as I threw the clay jar.I turned and burst out of the mist, rushing back to Minx's side. The clay shattered. The gas blossomed with a swelling hiss. Two more guards clattered to the ground with a clash. I paused by Minx, glancing down at her.She had her attention focused on the lock, her picks moving, twisting. Another mechanism clicked. A hollow tone rang from the. I saw her sad face. I cummed on her belly and face. After 5 minutes of a hug, the next round started. This time she came on top of me and started jumping. She was feeling like in heaven.nI was holding her boobs, pressing them harder moving up and down, fucked till climax. Next round in doggy style.Akanksha: you’re making me mad by fucking in different positions. All these days I just saw it in porn but now I’m experiencing it. It is a wonderful feeling. Come fuck me hard.I penetrated in the top.