The smell of Deepika’s perfume mixed with sweat gave an amazing aroma and I wanted to touch her all around and play with her. I shifted from sitting...opposite to her to sitting next to her.As we were sitting in one corner, nobody would notice what was going on beneath the table. I asked Deepika to open the zip of my pants and she readily agreed and held my dick over the underwear. She started playing with my dick until the food arrived.After having food at that restaurant, we decided to walk. I want to take her tight little pussy."With that, the two men moved to either end of Gwen, their black pricks now swollen from the excitement of anticipation and the sight of Gwen's upturned bottom. The pricks were so large that she knew they would split her in two, but Gwen was afraid to resist.She felt the one behind her spread her thighs and feel for her cunt. The one in front stuck his weapon in her face.The feeling of a tool pushing its way between her legs caused Gwen's mouth to open, and. Yet he is made to feel like he is less. People lower their eyes when he walks by on the sidewalk. Or they stare at him in undisguised hostility when they feel strong enough to do it. The Black man does everything yet the world says it’s never enough. He has a curse that he can never live down. Such pressure the Black man carries on his shoulders. He needs to be relieved of his burdens. That’s where I come in. I approach the Black men I meet as my sexy, unassuming yet charming self. A. " you really are a cock hungry little whore , so do you want to get fucked?" he asked i took my mouth off his cock "fuck me please " i begged " i want your big cock in me so bad" " so what is your favorite way to get fucked ?" he asked " on my back with my legs spread wide" i moaned as he continued working his fingers in me. he told me to lay down and spread my legs . i took off my panties and lay back as i opened my legs i reached down and pulled my cheeks apart giving him a better view. he.