It was already getting even harder. I saw she could smell. He was damp and sweaty from his performance. He was musky. I could tell her pussy was damp....Her panties were soaked for sure and she squirmed on the chair. I knew she wanted that black man to take her. She wanted to be taken right there in front of me by this incredible black dick.Ana looked up at him; still holding that magnificent cock in her hands. He reached out and placed his hands on her shoulders and gently guided her to her. The sensation ofemptiness, hollowness and bareness made him think of himself as a shell.Every so often he would think of Julie. His heart would ache sadly yetslightly as if it were some long lost forgotten feeling. His eyes wouldburn and his forehead would gleam with sweat but he shook it away eachtime. And then after a few weeks he had completely forgotten the wholething.Or so he thought.***Kelly Ann Jennings, a sporty blonde haired girl stood in a group ofsimilar looking girls in their tennis. The TV was playing a porno with a super curvy African lady getting crushed from the back. Keisha certainly knew how to set the mood. My dick began to jump in my pants as I gazed at her curvaceous frame."You like what you see?", she asked as she bent over the dresser to sniff a line of coke with the straw." Yes indeed.", I said looking at her meaty pussy. "You want a line?" No, I'm good.", I replied."Did you know that coke makes you fuck longer?", she asked."I know, but I'm good. I just want to. Then when he heard the sound of her breath on his back he turned. She was now standing directly behind him and was reaching for his cock with her free hand. Her hand grasps the head and shaft as she locked her lips on his. Her firm tits were now crushing against his chest and her nipples were like rocks. She whimpered the words “Oh my God you’re a horse” and I need to have that in me. Ken knew that he was going to get his wish. He slides his arms around her and picked her body up off the floor..