“Rob, is that you?” Dan looked confused as he took my hand. Not that I had actually had intercourse with her, except in my mind. Black porn Dan moved off, but Lynn followed him with her eyes. But they remained friends for some reason. Always telling me that it was not necessary. She slid over my body, crushing her breasts against mine, our mouths again locked together. “What?” I said in my best sympathetic tone. Her head started bobbing up and down, bringing my entire shaft into it, the head of my cock hitting against the back of her throat. But he gave Lynn a questioning look. We rocked in unison, my dick reaching far into her womb with each stroke. Always telling me that it was not necessary. Thankfully, we got lucky and avoided pregnancy. Laying on a couch we escalated the petting to the point I had my hand in her panties alternately slipping my fingers into her wet pussy and rubbing her hard clit, our mouths locked together, out tongues trying to reach each other’s tonsils.
