Sophie was becoming excited with these black hands on her body. She had never been in a situation where two men, let alone black men, had their bodies...up against her. She felt her panties becoming wet. Oh my gosh, she thought. Why am I doing this....why?Morgan nudged over and placed his lips on her mouth as his hand squeezed between her legs. The other African followed suit and began rubbing near her breast under her shirt. Sophie became alarmed and began squirming but was held in place. The. I lean over her and force my cock between her legs. She quickly slides a hand between her body and the bed, guiding my cock back into her pussy. I roll my hips up, forcing my cock in and start pumping my hips. I can feel her fingers rubbing her clit. I'm pumping my hips slowly but with forceful thrust. Quickly I feel her pussy pulsing, her fingers teasing her clit, she moans out, "I'm going to cum". Keeping up my steady pumps, she reaches out and holds the headboard as she has a small. I knew I had to do something so I moved my lips next to ears and whispered “ssssshhhhh” then all of a sudden her resistance was reduced to less than 50%. Then I started breathing slowly on her neck, moving my hands slowly from her waist to her DD mountains, slowly but firmly rubbing her nipples giving them a little squeeze. DD, I was sure her boobs were no less than DD. The left one then the right one then again and again rubbing them, squeezing a little harder and harder. Then I started moving. 2:09 AM.The room was dark; the murky haze of nighttime dyed the surroundings invarious hues of blue and violet. Shapes littered the room, one vaguelyresembled a t-shirt; a pair of underwear; a chair, in the corner; adresser and vanity. Atop the vanity-shape, the outline of scentedcandles decorated the table, long cold after the night's earlieractivities.The doorway to the room gaped open, the hallway beyond the portal fadinginto blackness. Standing in the doorway, was the unmistakably.