Give me everything.?It was the lone female in the room that would fulfill his desires. The only one who hadn’t gotten any satisfaction thus far, sh... stepped up with a very formidable ebony strapon attached to her hips. It was longer, harder, and thicker than all the other cocks he had sucked that day but he was in the zone. He was in that sub space where everything was arousing; nothing was too extreme. ?You belong to me, cunt, you know that right? You’re my little white bitch.? She. It was always in the back seat of his car. And of course, we always did lots of French-kissing and body-groping.“Eventually, Art would work his hand up under my blouse, take my bra off and start feeling out my breasts, which really didn’t do much for me in a sexual way, as you well know. But Art was definitely a ‘breast man.’ And so he spent a lot of time playing with my breasts.“And as Art and I kept making out at the end of our dates, we both got more comfortable. I told her that she didn't have to swallow it, just suck as much as was comfortable for her. This is all about her, I reassured her. She smiled up at me with my cock in her hand and I have never felt so loved. She sucked slowly and gently for some time before she stopped and looked up at me. "I'm ready" she said matter of factly."Big step Court. Are you really sure?" "I've never been more sure of anything. Please....." "OK Baby. Lay back and relax as much as you can. I'm going to be as gentle. He began to pound my pussy hard and fast as I shook underneath him. He whispered ‘You can’t take it, can you hunni? It’s too big for you’ with me moaning into his shoulder than I would take all he could give me. God, I loved his cock inside me, stretching me. It was frantic, leaving me moaning and clawing at the back of his shirt, holding on as his cock battered into my pussy.He was getting to the point of no return and I wanted it, desperate for him to fuck me harder and faster until he filled.