<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)"> Cassandra<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main Living Room<br/>
<b>Tagged: Jamal</b><br/>
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Impaled on Jamal's thick black cock, the married white wife was on the verge of a sexual awakening she hadn't known possible.  Her pussy quivered in response to his flexing his cock and again she rubbed her tummy as if to try and feel him through her abdominal muscles.  He could be so damn affectionate, the way he stroked her hair and made her feel special just before calling her a whore and making her beg for more of his black cock.  Her tongue was not as shy when he kissed her this time but his was still dominant as he traced around her mouth, drooling into her even as his cock still throbbed deep inside of her.  His cock head had to be at the very threshold of her womb.  <br/>
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She moaned into him as he began to stroke his cock in and out of her.  He was an expert at building up her desire, pulling back a little then thrust back in, making her firm white tits bounce with his impact.  She could hear the wet sounds of his base splatting into her sopping wet cunt.  Her pussy was drooling faster than his mouth.  Her eyes rolled back in their sockets as she felt a tension building up inside of her, almost painful in it's intensity.  Her breaths were coming in short pants.  Then like a powerful wave crashing over her, the first true orgasm of her life swept over her.  Had her mouth not been covered by Jamal's wet kiss she would have screamed loud enough for her husband to hear her upstairs, instead it was a muffled moan that briefly overcame the sound of wet fucking.  Her arms and legs tried to extend and had a lesser man been fucking her she might well have thrown him off of her.  <br/>
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Her brain was like the finale of a fireworks show with all her pleasure centers firing off at once.  She felt like she couldn't take any more pleasure but Jamal just kept fucking her like a powerful black machine.  She thought she might black out a moment but eventually the wave spent itself for the moment.  She realized Jamal had stopped kissing her and she thought she heard words like 'daddy' and almost certainly 'cunt' and 'cock'.  Finally she was able to simply echo his last words.  "Fuck me harder"  She took a few slower, deeper breaths then in a pleading voice repeated more loudly.  "Fuck me harder Daddy!"  Whatever black magic he was working with that monster cock of his, she definitely wanted more.</span>