1. Pimped Again, Part 2


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    having a cock in you. The good pain can be amazing and intoxicating. But the bad pain is just a total turn off. This was rapidly getting toward bad pain. I wanted to like what he was doing but it was just too hard. Thankfully, he wore himself out at that pace pretty quickly and he toned himself down without me having to complain any further. I was trying to catch my breath and get back to sucking on Travis’ beautiful dick when he said something that totally took me by surprise. “Hey, Monk, get this. Dude I got this girl from said that she got a boyfriend who doesn’t even know she’s turnin’ tricks.” There was a lot going on with that. Mostly it meant that Clarence had given me some kind of fake background but hadn’t told me about it. It also meant that Monk didn’t know Clarence. That kind of got me worried a little. But only a little. I was feeling so good and turned on, there was no way I was stopping at that point. “Oh yeah? Gettin’ turned out and your boyfriend don’t even know. Damn, that is nasty girl! Is he white?” I nodded while sucking on Travis. The less I spoke, the less likely I was to get caught in a lie. “You ain’t doin’ it for the money though, huh? I can tell by the way your pussy is gripping my pipe. You doin’ this cause you like getting dicked down, don’t you?” I nodded again. He was pretty close to the truth without knowing the real story. “Dude who hooked me up said she only fucks brothas.” Travis had one hand on the back of my head as I bobbed up and down ...
    on him. “Is that right? You in love with this dark meat, girl? You like that black dick?” Before I could nod again he said, “Let me hear you say it. Let me hear you say you like black dick.” “I love it. I love black dick!” I guess Monk liked that because he picked up his pace again. Not as hard this time, but enough that it was hitting me at just the right pace and out of nowhere I was cumming. “Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” I stretched out the word cumming for as long as my voice would last. I closed my eyes and went on that amazing orgasm roller coaster as Monk just kept driving that amazing cock of his into me. We went like that for awhile longer and slowly, very slowly, we all started getting tired out. The guys didn’t cum, they just got exhausted. I was rolling pretty hard and everything was fuzzy around the edges and wonderful. The guys were out of breath, but hyper and happy. Over the next hour, we each drank another beer and just laid around half naked. We made out, fondled each other. I was surprised by how comfortable Travis and Monk were with each other. It’s not like they were bisexual or anything, but they’d obviously played around with enough women together that neither of them felt weird about the other. We’d gone through the beer, the weed and the snacks. There was some talk of making a supply run, but Monk said, “Fuck that. We’re going to my house. Let’s go.” “Really? I thought we’d be staying the night here.” I wasn’t sure why I was uneasy about leaving a total shit ...
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