The hug was unusual she hugged me very hard that her boobs were pressing very hard against me. Due to this I got a hard-on.That’s when I observed he... stats she was looking so hot in that yellow t shirt and skin tight jeans. Her boobs were struggling to get out of her t-shirt. I smiled her and then we entered the home and I sat on the sofa. She gave me snacks and juice to drink. She came sat near me and was talking for some time. This is the conversationSwetha: how are u da? It’s been so long. I gathered some courage and started pulling the blanket, and I was right she was nude. Those beautiful breast and a slim waist with a small bushy patch below was a feast to my eyes.She slowly began to undress me and kissed me. She started with my t-shirt, kissing my chest and sucking my nipples. Then came my shorts, she nibbled on my hard cock through my shorts. “You have been thinking of me all along haven’t you?” She said as she rubbed my cock. From her knees she kissed the hair on my belly. The pain was intense as he continued to whip my back and soon I felt a couple of trickles of blood going down my back. "You still want fuckin' black cock you fuckin' filthy whore?" he asked me. Despite the pain, "Yes you fuckin' bastard" I began "I want a fuckin' black cock more than I want your fuckin' worthless cock" I added and the next few lashes were even harder than those before and by now I was in tears as the pain just got too much. He heard me crying and stopped, moved around in front. “Are you up for more, or do you need a break?” he asked. “I’ll take whatever you want to give me,” she replied, as she spread her legs. He pushed her legs up, sliding his hands along the silk stockings, slid to her and stroked the head of his cock up and down her wet slit. Her willingness was evident as she pushed toward him. “I want that hard cock in me,” she said, wickedly. In one thrust, he slid into her. The sounds of pleasure came from both bodies. He felt the heat, tightness and wetness.