1. Fat Paulo's captive Lana in Paradise I


    Date: 8/11/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Voyeur, Author: imornery81, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    One day recently sarahhmf sent me a PM describing the snippet of a scene described in a single paragraph. It was an incredibly erotic image. A huge black man, seated at a table, ignoring a tiny white girl beneath the table, licking his feet and sweaty legs. You only see the man when you enter, then he pulls up the tablecloth…… Sarah, your image has become the centerpiece of this story!!! ------------------------------------ Okay, it is the middle of the hottest month in the tropical nation that I am visiting and I expected it to be hot as hell, but the heat is not the killer The humidity is so high that I almost feel as if I should pull out my belt knife and cut the next slice of air out in front of me so that I can breathe it in. My backpack and supplies were safely stowed back at the pier. The little coal black man who looked carved from coal and weathered by the sea had spit out the red juice from the plant stem he was chewing on and then told me that the only place with people on it would be the cantina. He had motioned up a path and then spit again. He seemed agitated and disgusted. I confirmed that he would pick me up in five days and as he walked away from me to undo a mooring rope at the back of little boat, he threw up a hand in a manner that I hoped meant he knew. He did not bother to turn around, so I headed up the path to the cantina. The plan was simple. Charter a boat in Belize and go out to a semi-deserted island with fresh water and maybe just a few other ...
    people. Land on Monday, get picked up on Friday and in between be absolutely no place anyone would ever find me! I walked into a small set of walls that had a wooden board leaning against one wall. The board read, “Cantin” in large c***dlike strokes. Taking a deep breath I pulled a rough rug to the side of the door and stepped inside. To my left was a man who at midnight would be invisible except for his eyes and teeth. He smiled a smile that revealed over half of his teeth were gone. He was thin as a rail, but he nodded in a friendly sort of way and so I nodded back wondering what language he spoke. A movement in the far right corner of the room caught my eye and in the shadows, seated behind a small table sat an enormous brown man with his head shaved, dressed only in what I hoped was pants, though with the long checked tabled cloth I could not be certain. He smiled revealing a mouth full of gold teeth and when he laughed I wondered if he might not shake the walls of the rickety building down! “Hola, Senor, Como esta?” He said cheerfully. I smiled and shook my head “Sorry, but I’m an American. I can see this might make negotiations a little interesting.” I said as I smiled and eyed some of the bottle on the back wall and cases of bear just visible beyond the big man. The smile did not fade from his face. I just watched as the big man looked across the room at the skinny man on the other side. In my mind I decided they were the tropical version of Laurel and Hardy! I was just ...
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