They’re arrogant. They’re vain. They’re manipulative. Quite often they’re vicious. They can also be rude, crude, obnoxious and downright impos...ible to live with. Ninety percent of them seem to exhibit these traits at one point or another. It’s because they’re human. It’s not a race thing. It’s not a gender thing. It’s just humanity at its best. Unleashed. Unbidden. I don’t always like the black females I know. Sometimes I wish they were nicer to me. Less bitchy. More polite. Friendlier. Less. She could feel his cock pulsating and the head ready to explode as he released a huge groan of orgasmic torture "UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKK" as a wave of cum spewed out of the slit of his cock. It splashed against the back of Emily's throat and all over her tongue, mixing with her saliva inside of her warm, wet mouth. She continued to jerk as more poured out of his cock, and it seemed never ending into her mouth. She knew she couldn't take much more of the pool of salty goodness that was. Of course, I knew just what the joke was. Hardly a second had seemed to pass before Lucy returned with the remnants of a grin visible in her eyes. She sat down beside me and said, simply, “Sara has a photo of you masturbating!” I didn’t know where to look or what to do, but to my amazement Lucy lent forward, put her arms around my neck, and, placed her soft lips to my cheek. As I sat there, motionless, Lucy moved her aqueous mouth onto mine and began to kiss me passionately. “Is he any good. She cradled me like a baby and I began to nurse and played with her other tit. She caressed my cock while I sucked her tits. But it was too much to both of us. I could not speak to her properly as I was in a highly excited state. This nursing and screwing was a beautiful experience. She asked me. "Do you like my breasts?" "Yes!" I said, "with full of milk." She laughed and held me tightly to her. A moment later she whispered, “You want to fuck mommy?” I said yes. She fell on the bed and I.