II felt truly submissive and I had the urge to give myself to him as a girl would. I wanted to please him. I needed his approval. It was suddenly very...important that I looked sexy to him,,, That I could make him happy like a girl would and sexually satisfy him enough that he wanted to blow his load inside me. I didn't expect it but having sex with a hung Black man felt different. I was so much more excited then all the times before and a lil nervous too.I finally made my way on top of him and. Maine usko ek hath se kaske pakad rakha tha isliye jaada farak nahi pada maine man hi man me socha 10sec blackout krta hu hath pir wapas try kia and this time was mine maine uske boobs ko halka sa press kia and uske mhu se aah ahh ki halki si awaz ayi mai samaj gaya ki yea garam hogyi hai maine usse tight hug kia she can feel the touch of my dick and zor se badane laga mai usne samne se kiss kia or maine apna hath uske kutte me dal dia usne bra nahi phena hua tha or uske boobs itne garam they. I wrapped my legs around his waist and helped him ram home.Justin grabbed my hips and started pumping into me with long firm strokes, as he knew he could get me to come quicker using this method. It may sound odd, but he felt different in me. It was as if my cunnie couldn’t get enough of him and it was grabbing and sucking him in each time he entered me.His cock felt hotter and more alive. I could feel every flex of his muscles, and he seemed to fill me completely. He groaned and locked his. I loved it, though I knew for sure that I'd never be as tight as I was before Gus's black cock had used me. And oh boy! Was it using the hell out of me.It was like watching a long freight train, cross eyed, first going all the way in me, and then coming all the way out of me except for the engine, or in this case the head of his cock. And this locomotive was full of steam, and running at full throttle now. I was stuffed one second, and empty the next. And a look down at those balls bouncing off.