"Oh sir it is so big! You are going to ruin me for my husband." She said in mock horror as she pushed that fat black cock into her. As she used the di...do on herself she rubbed her clit. "Oh yes! Anything for your big black cock! Anything. It is so big and fat! Far bigger than anything my husband has ever given me in my...our bed." She moaned and played with her tits leaving that huge black dildo wedged into her pussy hole. She sucked on them making the nipples big and hard."Oh my! You are going. This time, it was some Podunk town in Iowa. No scenery to speak of—nothing around for miles but corn and cows—and no hunt at the moment either. Nothing to do but watch TV, sleep, or hit one of the local bars. The town had three of them, plus two cemeteries and a lone convenience store with a pair of gas pumps.The Winchester boys were both tired when they checked into the dreary roadside motel, but mostly, they were tired of each other's company. It was a little after ten on a Friday night, so. She then went to clean herself. She came from the bathroom completely nude. The view of her pussy made my cock hard again. I put a condom on my cock. She came to the bed and climbed on top of me. She then pointed my cock towards her vagina.Slowly she started rubbing my cock on her pussy. She then tried to insert it in her vagina but.“Bohut bada hai dard ho raha hai,” she said.I got up and turned her. “Dard me hi to maza hai meri jaan,” I said.I held her firmly and slowly inserted my fat cock in. I had just begun to slip my fingers beneath her panties when we were interrupted by her husband, Pete.“Hey, guys,” he said.Kim broke our embrace, and I quickly handed her a dollar. “She earned that one,” I said to Pete, clapping him on the shoulder.The two of them wandered away, leaving me standing alone with a massive tent in my boxers. I took a seat at the bar. A woman approached me and asked if I would like a lap dance. I didn’t have the heart to say no, so she sat on my lap and rubbed.