<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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Even as Cassie was beginning to waver, in need of her husband's encouragement, she listened as he tried to reassure her.  'Tight fit' was something of an understatement she thought as her jaw ached from stretching her lips around that fat black cock.  She had banked so much on Simon chickening out at the last moment that she wasn't mentally prepared for this sexual odyssey.  As she released his cock and opened her legs she watched him get on his knees in front of her.  His 'daddy' voice was quite persuasive and she had to admit that so far everything he had done to her had been extremely pleasurable.  <br/>
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The way he so possessively caressed her thighs, strong black hands over slender white flesh, had her pussy dripping before he even got his tongue near her.  She was eager to feel his tongue on her slit but he continued to tease her with his hands, kneading her firm breasts.  "OOhhhhmmmmyyyyy"  She moaned out at the incredible sensation of his tongue on her pussy.  Why she hadn't encouraged Simon to do something like this was a sudden mystery.  Between her wetness and his earlier invasion his tongue slipped in easily to tease her insides.  It was nothing like the thick monster below his waist but in a way it made it all the more pleasurable.  <br/>
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Sparks flew in her brain when he flicked her clit however.  Legs raised and she wrapped them around his broad black shoulders as if wanting to coax to eat her more thoroughly.  He needed little encouragement though as she soon found him tonguing her clit and finger fucking him with a thick black digit.  Her hips gyrated as if she were being fucked as she met his rhythm with her own.  </span>