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Ebony Crush

Date: 7/31/2015, Categories: Interracial, Author: Kimber, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories

clit. With my free hand I massaged my puffy sex feverishly. Before the tape had ended I had climaxed at least four times in truth I had lost count after the forth. I looked down to see I was a mess. My panties lay strew halfway down my thighs saturated, and the back of my skirt with my covered wetness. I was glossed with a slight perspiration that chilled me as the AC came on. I struggled to stand. As I pulled up my thong I noticed I had sodden the carpet too. I was panic-stricken; I rushed to get a damp towel and frantically struggled to clean the carpeting. I only made a bigger wetter mess, ugh! I threw the tape back in the drawer and got a hair drier. Just before the Johnson’s returned home I had it dried. — On the drive home that night I noticed Desmond looking at me funny. “Are you wearing any perfume?” he asked. “No, why?” I asked. “Hmm, you have a really sweet, scented smell lingering around you,” he said, then smiled at me and added, “Whatever it is it smell’s brilliant!” Like a thunderbolt it hit me, my panties! I bet he smells my wet panties! I quickly looked out the window so he wouldn’t see the embarrassment on my face. Then the familiar tightness in my belly had returned. It took me a moment to realize that the idea of Desmond whiffing my damp pussy was arousing me. The remainder of the night I couldn’t shake or ignore the feeling in my tummy. I touched myself once more that night. All the time imagining what it would feel like to have Desmond annihilate me the ... same way as in those tapes of his. — The following time I babysat for the Johnson’s, I quickly put their son, Gregory, to bed. I was dumbfounded how quiet the drive over had been. Desmond had hardly spoken a word. But his eyes never missed a beat. As soon as I lay Gregory down I tore off towards the master bedroom. I sprang the porn cabinet open and began to scrutinize the titles more closely this time. One in particular caught my eye. The title was written with what can only be described as ‘girly handwriting’. The title read ‘Just Us’. My head was swimming with searing curiosity. I swiftly drove the tape into the VCR. The screen came screaming to life. It was a video of Desmond and Emily fucking. Her screams and moans reverberated off the bedroom walls. I lay on their bed transfixed. I struggled to find the remote to lower the volume. I went numb and my body shook with disbelief. I observed a naked muscular Desmond savagely spearing his monstrous cock into his wife’s prone body. He was definitely blessed with large appendage. The size of his manhood was simply mesmerizing. Guiltily I knew I was violating their privacy. Nevertheless I couldn’t look away from the TV. I was held captive and couldn’t break the spell. My arousal was now simmering and I felt the familiar sting between my legs. Again a surge of my wetness inundated my panties. I wrestled hastily to yank my skirt up. With careless abandon I plunged my hand in my panties. My fingers instantly became sticky with my ...