<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(163, 143, 132)"> Jamal<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main Living Room<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Cassandra<br/>
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Jamal smiled down at her as she spoke. His hands came up to her head, gently stroking the hair around her face and he flexed once more inside of her. "Mhm, good girl. You're learning the proper way to talk to Daddy." He leaned forward, bending her legs a little more as he pressed his mouth to hers again. His lips locked with hers and he traced  his tongue around the inside of her mouth. He let his saliva flow freely, mixing with hers while his cock remained buried inside of her.<br/>
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As the kiss continued, he started to move. Slowly, barely at all at first, humping into her hips before starting to draw more and more of his cock out of her. He thrust it all back home, steadily building the pace as she grew accustomed to his size. Soon he was rocking half of his big, black cock into her pink pussy, balls slapping against her ass. The wet sounds of his cock in her pussy and the slap of his body against hers soon filled the air, along with his moans and grunts.<br/>
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He lifted his head from hers, his large body adding force to each thrust. "You like that, whore? You like daddys big...black...cock in your cunt? Tell me love it, tell me to fuck you harder!" He hisses down at her. Had they been on a bed, it'd be squeaking, the headboard banging against the wall. As it was, the sofa did rub against the carpet due to the force and their combined weight.</span>