I don’t have any other option so...Sperm Bank here I come.>>>>Brian stepped in the bank and then he saw the perfect woman. The receptionist, a nice...blonde goddess with DD boobs toned long legs, and with on ass you can die for.-‘Hi. My name is Brian Smith. I called earlier to make an appointment....’-‘Right. Follow me Mr. Smith’ –said the receptionist.- ‘Call me Brian, please’- ‘Ok, Brian. My name is Anna’- said with a smile on her face. You just go in this room, we have movies and magazines in. My finger strayed to her brown nub as I lashed her puss with my tongue in increasing urgency. Sensing her about to cum, I rocked my finger just inside her bum and returned to very gentle flicks of the tip of my tongue, barely moving. She cried out a little in frustration at not being made to cum. A look over at Chris and he was still intently listening, his cock hard, prone and completely unattended too. Maries wetness was now soaking my face and I absolutely loved it. “God Chris, she is so. Do I want another baby? What should I do?" After a few minutes, she smiles, relaxes, pushes her belly where her ovaries are, thinks about how this could be her last opportunity for another black baby? Plus, she has three rules when making love to a black man, they are;1. No condoms. 2. No pulling out. 3. It's a privilege to have a black man flood her fertile womb, to feel his sperm swimming deep inside her forcing her waiting egg or eggs to swim in a sea of his sperm is what every white woman. I pulled her against my body, running my lips across her cheek to the curl of her ear. I was sucking, nibbling, and licking as she looked at me. I squeezed both her boobs and sucked them hard, biting all over her hot boobs and nipples. Maya shuddered under the intense force with which I handled her boobs.I pushed her skirt to feel her pussy rolling my fingers on her panty. She relaxed her back. I inserted my hands in her panty. I rolled my finger on her pussy crack on the sluice gates of her.