“Such a pretty tight wet white pussy….” I heard him mumble just before he rammed all these hard nine inches of his thickness up inside me and st...rted fucking me deep, hard and rough.I was in another realm as this black stud controlled my body. His hard cock was slamming deeper and deeper into me and his hand slid up my back and pulled back hard on my hair.“You are a nasty little fucking white whore.” He hissed into my ear as he pulled me back onto him and launched into me even deeper.I screamed. Andy asked how Cicero happened to be riding alone like he was, and Cicero explained, "I was born a slave of the Cherokees, but I managed ta escape ta Kansas jus' afore the war started. I stayed there 'til the end of the war. I'm on my way back, now, ta find my old massa an blow his fuckin' head off fer the way he treated me an' my momma. Yeah, in case ya're wonderin', my momma said I was half Cherokee an' my pa was that bastard what was my massa. She knew it, an' he knew it, but he still. "He pulled himself out of her, much to her dismay. She tried to look back at him, her eyes tearing in sadness. Positioning his cock head at her rear portal, he slowly pushed forward. He grabbed a creamy ass cheek in each hand and pulled them apart as far as he could. She screamed into her gag. The fat head of his cock pushed hard against the straining sphincter, splitting it wider and wider. She thought she would be ripped apart. The pain was intense, worse than anything she had ever felt. I dropped my mouth to her puffy lips and rubbed my lips over them, hearing her gasp and moan at the touch. I raised up a bit and pulling her panties to the side so I could see her sweet pink lips, glistening with her dew, peeking out at me.I glanced up, making eye contact with her and she nodded at me, biting her lower lip a bit. I spread her legs wide and leaned down. I inhaled deeply, filling my nostrils with her scent and savoring the sweet smell of her womanly perfume. Then without further.