I became an automatic fuckmachine, wanting only to feel that black cock take every part of my pussy. My hips fucked onto It, my legs worked to keep H...m in me. One huge bolt and one huge heat wave hit at the same time and it was beyond description. My body was built to feel this way. To fuck. To fuck Lord James was my destiny. The words. There were more words. Asking if I loved Him. My brain worked just enough to make my mouth groan out my love for Lord James. For His black cock in. Along with that, I fucking love a girl with a pretty face and nice body...you're probably thinking, uh yeah Pleeky we all do. Oh! by the way...I'm Plenko. My name is short enough, but my friends decided to shorten it and call me Pleeky, don't ask why because I don't know. Anyway, a pretty face can mean a lot to me. It can mean she either has long legs, and a skinny frame with gorgeous eyes and a nice complexion, long blonde hair, and teeth that aren't necessarily perfectly straight, but they. As she curled up in bed crying and sobbing about how this had all turned out.What was she thinking when she went and met this woman, and got fucked alright by a even huger corkscrew wooden dick. Praying her daughters weren't headed there to! She had to get up:: She had follow them:: She had to try and stop all this... Forcing herself up off the bed and onto her feet she tried her best to run and find them all. But all she could do was hold that burning hot fucked belly of. My hands reached down and squeezed her full breasts through her shirt then, I opened the first button, and saw the straps of her black bra against her lovely shoulders. I slid my hand underneath the bra and cupped her globes. She moaned and pulled down my frenchie.My penis shot out, throbbing, painful and heavy. “Paul” oh my god that’s so huge so nice..” She moaned and her tongue shot out and licked the purplish, velvety head. Shivers ran down my spine and I moaned. She opened her mouth and.