Megan was blowing Baby D’s cock and filling her mouth with it like she’d never done to any man’s cock before, not even to her husband whom she adored more than anything. She was stretching her mouth taking more and more of him down her throat, choking on that black meat like she was a street whore who preferred being fucked more than she’d preferred being paid for her services. Baby D., reclined against the armrest of the nearest couch pushing the woman’s head down towards his crotch. He’d freed his arms from his coverall and now it lay clustered between his thighs. Megan inhaled the manly fragrance coming off his crotch but with her eyes shut, all she saw in her mind’s eye was the black cock being jammed down her throat and the fact that she was moaning from it.
“You loving that black cock, aren’t you?”
“Uhh-Huh,” she responded. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and licked her tongue around the thick bulbous head of his prick, looking up at him with a smile on her lips.
“Such a beautiful black cock you have,” she moaned as she stroked his shaft. “This is my first black cock I’m having.”
“Don’t worry, I’m going to make it memorable for you. Come here.”
Baby D., helped her up to her feet and pulled her top off her head. She wasn’t wearing any bra underneath and her size 40DD tits bounced before his face; her nipples stood erect like missile cones. Megan grabbed her tits and kissed each of them and gave them to her black visitor. Baby D., munched on her tits at the same time his hands went grabbing at her backside, slipping his fingers between the lining of her sweat pants to get at her flesh. Megan wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his face towards hers in time for a lengthy kiss.
D., fell over on the couch, pulling her along, both of them laughing like a pair of high-school grads. He freed his feet off his coveralls and helped her out of hers. Megan got up and went to drawing the curtains closed before returning her sights on that lovely black cock she had in the room with her. She took herself out of her clothes and left them carelessly on the floor; D., too removed his coveralls.
Finished, Megan came and knelt before him and resumed blowing his cock. D., knocked her hand off stroking him and made her bury her face downward as much she could go, loving the way his cock was fucking her mouth. It was a good thing he’d jerked off before he and his gang had left the pad; he wasn’t in the mood for blowing his load too early.
He pushed Megan off his and indicated for her to come stand over his face. Megan climbed up the couch and stood astride his face, leaning forward to hug the wall. She hissed when she felt his tongue slip between her pussy’s entrance. It sent a shiver of warm excitement up her spine and back to her legs. D., grasped her thick ass cheeks to get more room and for the next ten minutes was busy slurping his way between her fleshy entrance, pulling at her budding meat and fingering her cunt while he flicked his tongue on her labia.
“Uuhhhh . . . Aahhhh . . .”
Her moans fell and rose like music. Her buttocks twitched and fell over the black man’s face. She reached down between her legs and held his face up. Megan loved having her pussy eaten out; it was something Robert loved doing even better than fucking her. She never failed to cum from it and even now she felt the man’s tongue stoking the fire inside her. Her gut seemed to roll like a restless sea wave.
She grabbed at her tits. Her moans turned into a searing cry as she pictured the fire that was growing inside her turn into a raging wild one. She came not long afterwards, her legs nearly giving up under her. She lowered herself beside her man; D., helped her down, licked his tongue over his lips, tasting her pussy juice.
But he wasn’t done with her yet. Megan who now lay on her back gasping from the climax she just had was surprised when she saw the black man come on top of her, moving her legs aside to get at her wet cunt.
