Now and then she would run that hand up my chest or down my back, but always it returned to grasp my hardness or softly stroke my balls. At one point ... even felt her poke the end of her finger into my ass. A very strange sensation for me at the time, but not entirely unpleasant either. I was doing much the same to her as well. Feeling all those curves of hers was such a thrill for me after wanting her all that time. After a while (10min? An hour? I don’t know.) I laid her back until she was. Jane thought of herself as one tough babe, a woman at the top of her profession, a fearless writer of exposes, not afraid of anything or anyone…..except of herself, except of her own desires, those deep needs that she constantly fought to keep from distracting her from whatever matter was at hand. This place was certainly making it hard to keep her mind on the story and free of sex (as if those were two separate and distinct things). But Jane was determined. She walked a little ways into an. . that's right, suck my tit, you nasty little boy... chew my nipple while I bounce on that fuckmeat of yours... of mine... that's right, mine. Your cock is all ah MINE. All that HOT, HARD, COCK is for ME and ME only. Ooooooh... it feels soooo goood... mommy could ride you all night long, little boy... all night with your cock inside my cunt... mommy's cunt needs your cock sooooo bad, baby... you'll give it to her, won't you? Let me have it all night, every night... forever... FUCKING your COCK. He pushed a bit more and I screamed; then I went silent.My body tensed and I screamed loud again as my womb went into spasms around his invading huge cock. He skillfully twisted his hard tool, making me cry in ecstasy and pain, both at same time.I blacked out for a moment only to awake to a continuous orgasm of unimaginable intensity. In the midst of my orgasmic hysteria, I heard Jamal saying that now I knew how a real nigger fucked a slut married white bitch.The bastard continued thrusting my.