In the art world, the name Kenya Benjamin was synonymous with depictions of the black man's cock. Her art was sought after by women across the world.J...st last month she had been in Madrid, Spain, where she had drawn a painting of Belen Quintero, the beautiful wife of prime minister Ruben Quintero. Belen had been naked, on her knees, lustfully looking up at her lover’s big black cock. The painting that Ruben had commissioned for his wife, now hung in their bedroom over their bed.Kenya's painting. I had my legs wrapped around his back, pulling him deeper inside me when all of a sudden he stopped, his cock buried up to the hilt in my ass. I felt his cock twitching and then a warm sensation as his cum shot deep inside me, filling me with his creamy black sperm. I pulled him into me with my legs, clenching my ass to get every last drop of his cum as he collapsed, exhausted, on top of me.It had been 30 minutes since Mike had left the house, leaving his $200.00 on the bedside table only after. We got the Netflix movie in the mail! What do you want to drink?” I walk toward the cupboard and pull out a glass.“Water, please. We’ll have to watch it tonight. Or at least pretend to.” He winks at me as I bring him the glass. “And what exactly would we be doing instead?” I ask teasingly. He tugs me onto his lap without a word and kisses me. My fingers slide through his hair as one of his hands finds my ass and the other traces circles on my cheek. I attempt to wriggle from his grasp but he. ”I turned to see Ms. Alexis smiling at me, with her arms out. “Hug me like I’m your girlfriend too, Guy. I’m going to love having a handsome boyfriend around to give me hugs.”She pulled me close and let her hands slide down to grip my buttocks. I held her hips and pulled her close to let her have a good feel of my erection pressing against her pussy.“OH GOODNESS! Let’s get our things moved up to the apartment so we can visit and talk more freely. I’d hate for any nosy neighbors to see me.