Paula looked over my shoulder. "I don't think so," she replied. "Unh-uhn ... nope ... don't like that one..." I told you I don't know what I'm doing. ...'m not happy with the lighting. Portrait photogs have specialized lights. They can wash an area with light." The lighting is fine," she replied. "I know what the problem is. I was trying to show off my scar. The other girls in your ... collection weren't." Do you think they were trying to hide it?" I brought up some of the downloaded images and. She put her arms over my head as she rocked harder against me, looking into my eyes, “Oh baby, I want you to fuck me hard!”Her words surprised me and I have to admit I didn’t expect things to happen so fast, but I was happy that I had uncorked the real Charlie and that this hot horny woman was more than ready for action.“You want this hard cock, don’t you,” I said.“Yeah, you know what I want,” she said looking into my eyes as she moved back and forth on my cock. “And you want my tight little. I moaned softly, as he then replaced his fingers with his hard black cockhead…I cried out loud as he pushed his huge dick into my asshole; the pain was unbearable. The men standing around cheered up as I moaned crying.All of a sudden, I realized that my body really was going to betray me, as I felt an anal orgasm building. I started to buck my hips against him.But this black bastard pushed me down on the small of my back and started thrusting even harder into my poor asshole. I felt my muscles. I could see a bit of ice cream sticking to Mr. Nair’s lips. I moved very close to his face. Our lips could have kissed each other.I took my thumb and slowly wiped his lips and pressing them. Then I took that thumb and sucked the ice cream I had wiped off. It was only moments when the two of us just jumped on each other and made love.I decided to prolong it further and I went and had one more drink. But accidentally, the drink fell on my shirt. My shirt was completely wet and since I hadn’t worn.