“You believe me right?”
“Yes, please tell me what’s wrong.”
“Carter, not long after you and him moved in, spoke to me outside your house. Black porn I was happy to help. “Yep,” I swept the kitchen floor. There was no foreplay, no tit sucking, no pussy eating – just straight to the missionary sex. TJ was also hugely muscular. “Want me to fix you supper?” I asked. I was so horny though. “Ahhh!” he was so big, so long, so thick, so perfect. He lay back, slapped my ass, “There you go, girl. Carter was behind her, whipping her with a belt. “You get my flowers, girl?” I heard Ralph say from behind the fence. “I need to check out the property.”
“Oh, alright,” I nodded. This led to thoughts of Ralph slapping my ass before kneeling before it. I was a flight attendant, so sometimes the hours were long. I heard him unzip and pull something out – something long, hard, and heavy against my back. I looked down and saw it oozing and dripping out of my pussy onto his bed.
