She was beautiful, passionate, very erotic and his for however long he wanted to keep her. Now while caressing her hips, he let his looks to reach her...blushed red face, beautiful green eyes and open inviting mouth. Pasha was sitting leisurely in a corner chair of the room. He was still in his office dress, although his shirt was almost pulled out of the waistband of the pants and the buttons were also undone showing his hairy manly chest. She was walking lustfully couple of steps towards him. ” Quickly repositioning himself, he crawled to the foot of the bed, got on his knees, and looked back over his shoulder and said in a lust-filled daze, “Fuck me.” He gripped the frame of the futon tightly, prepared to get his asshole savagely fucked but what he felt was entirely different than the searing pain/pleasure he was anxiously anticipating. “Nooo,” he hollered out. Flex had repositioned himself as well. He was laying between Ernesto’s thighs underneath him and started sucking his. Just before she got out she winked at me and was gone. In a matter of seconds I caught up to her inside the apartment walkway. I watched those long legs as she climbed to the second floor, the rise and fall of that dress and the gentle wiff of her perfume occupied my mind on the way up. She arrived at her door seconds before I did and opened the door. There was a sultry smile on her face as she watched my approach and she stepped inside moving aside and closing the door behind us. She. He was getting so sweaty that his pits started to stink. Sweat was beading on his big chest and dripping onto me as he sucked on my neck. I wrapped my arms around his head, feeling his short buzzed hair as I moaned. It didn't take long for his big black cock to hit all my pleasure spots at the same time and cause me to cum again, this time even more intensely than before. I was screaming, sweating, and I lost vision as I felt something gush out of my pussy and he pulled out. A liquid was.