If he was able to give it to you, he would've fucked you every day and we would never have this discussion. Loosen yourself up and go enjoy a BBC'' re...ponded Lisa to Katy's attempt to rationalize her loyalty. ''BBC? British Broadcasting Corporation? '' asked Katy intrigued and she has always been innocent sexually. ''Big black cocks. You never heard or saw anything about it?'' responded Lisa while laughing. Lisa told Katy throughout her whole life, black men were the best in bed and were. She was beautiful, with coal black hair, her chubby-ish face touched up with a hint of makeup. Her face was scrunched up as if in pain, her eyes closed and her lips quivering, but from the moans she made and the motions she moved in it was plain to see that she was, simply put, having a good time. The man stood next to the edge of the table, his large but gentle hands holding his beloved down; one squeezing her plush hip, the other manhandling her voluptuous breast. He was fucking her like a. "I don't know why you're so hung up on that word, Linnea," she said. "We are sluts, and I like it. No, I love it."She swung a leg over my head and eased herself off the desktop. "I admit, when I saw you for the first time last night, I was a little dubious. When I saw you sitting on Big Bill's lap, letting him fuck you like that, I was shocked." Jenny pushed a pair of fingers into herself and sighed. "But... you showed me a side of myself I didn't know existed. Something that would have. As my fingers pressed apart my pussy lips the trickle sprayed out like a little yellow fountain. I moved my hand so that the piss splashed right into my palm and spattering back against my open pussy before dripping into the shower. I held back my piss for a second and lifted my piss covered hand to my face. Carefully I took in the smell, but to my surprise couldnt smell almost nothing at all. I would have expected something like the odor of a public toilet but there was nothing like it. It.