At first I didn't feel any different and so I thought they might have changed their minds.When I threw off the covers and got a look at my feet I coul... tell that they hadn't changed their minds at all. In the first place even my legs didn't look the same. I couldn't put my finger on the difference right away, but a guy grows accustomed to what his legs look like, and these didn't look exactly like mine. They were similar all right, but not exactly the same ones I'd had when I went to sleep.My. But the sight of that redhead had been so thrilling that Jonathon had started to pull his cock automatically. Now he dragged his hand off the long, stiff prick. His cock stood out, the knob starting to smoke. He eyed his prick thoughtfully.He was wondering if he could bear his cock in that condition long enough to get to the office, where he could fuck Brenda straight-off. But it didn't seem likely. His need was urgent now, pounding and drumming and throbbing. If he tried to sneak to work in. "Now beg, my hijabi slut!" he roared."YES!! FILL MY MUSLIM CUNT WITH YOUR HOT BLACK CUMMM!!" she screamed, her pussy tightening and clutching his huge shaft, her juices foaming around him with another orgasm."Cum deep inside of me!" she screamed not caring who heard her. "Fuck me...fuck me...fuck me!"Donte had increased the speed of his thrusts inside of her, which continued to send ripples through her body. Fahima looked into his eyes and saw an animal intensity. The desire to fuck her brains. His balls exploded. He felt the thick sap rush up his rod and she felt that rod expand potently in her gash. “Come!” she cried; already coming herself and wanting his hot cream to pour into her as she shuddered with the thrill. Even as she spoke the word, as if obedient to her command, the head of his dick blossomed with a spurt of love juice as he ran it all the way up her hole. Colleen felt the burning jism pour into her womb and her own orgasm increased. Long thrills crashed around in her.