Once again, I slammed forward almost completely nailing her onto the sofa and then all the hell broke loose.I lost all the control and so did Darcy. W... were fucking like no tomorrow. There would be a certain rhythm and pace for a while and then the range of motion would change. She was enduring all the brutal bashing I could do to her cunt. More and more pumping, pounding and plowing in Darcy’s flailing cunt was making her shudder like a wild bitch and I was riding her crazy until my cock. As she smiled and mentioned softly "your pussy felt soo good and it was so wet."I smiled, then looked at her for about a minute trying to penetrate her with my eyes and her smile ensured me that it worked. But I ruined her moment when I busted out"where the heck is my dessert??" We both burst out laughing. She then told me 'the only way your gonna get dessert is if we eat it off each others pussy..'I was wet already...I got up so fast and went over to her and started kissing her on her forehead. .Leasa could feel the ex-slave holding each side of her head, keeping her in place to receive and swallow all of his viscous, African seed.After several long minutes of discharging himself into the kneeling blonde’s mouth, the huge black man was spent.As Sambo let go of Leasa Edwards’ head, the blonde fell back onto the floor. Her mouth was thickly glossed with white, milky jizz. It oozed from her lips, and then slimed into a long, stringy cord of cum hanging off her chin.Both men stared at the. The services were as wild asbefore and when it was over they were spent, but satisfied. Again theladies met for their $4.95 lunch at the Afro-diner, and by the time theygot home, they both picked up their work and watched TV until it wastime to turn in. After the second night of shooting in the streets, Boofound that they didn't even wake him up anymore.Boo was being kept so busy that he had no time to reminisce about hisold llife. How was his (ex)wife doing, and the kids? His mind wasbeing.