The better the driver's mood, the faster it traveled. According to the speedometer, the driver, Bernadette "Bebe" Boudreaux, was in a really good mood...Windows down, her long, brown hair whipped about in the damp, evening air. While usually a fanatic about her appearance, tonight she didn't mind. It felt so sexy and uninhibited. Besides, she’d soon be home, so it didn't matter.The radio, set to a New Orleans station, began playing an Otis Redding ballad. With an angry, “Damn nigger music,” she. What a glorious sensation as the head parted my lips and I could feel it move in deep along my tunnel, but wait, NO, you mustn’t, and I wriggled away from him so his cock fell out. Ken looked at me with concern wondering what he had done wrong and I had to explain quickly about my pill and that I was not yet safe. He was naturally disappointed which was hardly surprising as his stiff erection was standing straight out from him, red and angry, and throbbing with arousal. I had come round fully. 'Yes please.'The camera pulled back shakily and I could see a white towel slowly lift away from him. Wow I was thrown back as the huge ebony shaft came into focus! The camera struggled to go from the big gnarled foreskin, covered in tiny veins, to the shaft and unusual balls swinging underneath! He pulled further back and all came into view now. That was some Dick she had interested in her alright. I just wondered how she took it, even though Mick had explained? Still looked impossible. She 5. When she took her lips away from mine Amy told me I was amazing and she loved me so much. I sunk my hard cock in her swollen wet kitty and she was so tight and it felt awesome. Amy moaned loudly and I started fucking her slowly as her legs went up straight in the air and spread wide for me. I tried as much as I could but I only lasted a couple minutes before I was cumming inside her tight little pussy. Her legs wrapped around me holding me tight to her as I was groaning with each spurt of cum.