My own cock is nothing to write home about, but my head was larger than his. My room was at the back of the house and really crowded with stuff. I fo...nd that when I closed my door I could slide a dresser a few inches and the door could not be opened. My mother respected my privacy, but when you're on your knees being tirelessly pumped up the ass by your best friend's monster dick, the last thing you want is your mother barging in, Chad was lying on my bed and had the fly of his button front. I tried to look sexy but conservative at same time. I decided to wear a dark green dress, with a long cleavage at the back and high heels. Of course not panties at all; if I was being fucked that night, nobody could take my panties as a trophy.Patrick picked me up outside. We arrived at the party, where every black man stared at me with hungry eyes. Those looks made me feel extremely horny and wet…Inside the main room of the party it was dimly lit. The music was not too loud and some threesomes. Then he surged forward with all the strength. “aaarrrrgggghhhh. .. Ohhhhhh…” sarika wailed as she felt the giant instrument cleave through the futilely resisting cuntal sheath, and forge its way into her moistly giving vaginal depths. Sarika felt completely stuffed with his big, thick lund, and it seemed to be expanding inside her with every passing second. Without waiting, he began to establish a rhythmic sawing in and out, holding her firmly by the hips. He drove into her with deep hard. "Aren't you going to let me in!?" Ivy asked, while standing outside the front door.Ivy was dressed up in a nice pink shirt and pink mini-skirt. Her hair was tied up in a pony-tail."Oh hi!! This is a surprise," Charles cried.Charles still really didn't feel that good. Ivy's presence was going to make him ever more sicker today than he ever was for the last two days and nights."You look like a wreck," Ivy commented.Ivy looked emotional, as if she was upset for Charles's current state of.