Blacks On Blondes Pics Amos strutted over to the cot I was laying on. Standing with his hands confidently on his hips he said: "Get dressed. Time to go."
Still leaning on one arm I leisurely reached out and grasped the base of his love club and positioned the nozzle to my lips.
I looked up at Amos and gave the large, limp hunk of meat a big kiss.
He smiled and said, "You my wife now."
What could I say? We had just shared an act that should only be shared between husband and wife.
In response, I just began kissing his weapon all down along its thick, veiny barrel. It was my way of giving silent agreement to Amos' pronouncement.
As I kissed down along the barrel of his dick, I soon found my face buried in his thick, brillo-like pubic hair. I inhaled and drank in the strong musky scent of him...my Man. And I loved it.
I reached down and palmed his large, meaty balls. I lifted them and began kissing Blacks On Blondes Pics about waste high. I really didn't give it
much thought since the one in the front door was used as a mail drop.
The back door was in the kitchen, which had a common door with my
bathroom.
Aunt Linda runs a mail order buisness from her home and the UPS, FEDEX
guys dropped packages on the front porch daily, I figured that was why
they had enclosed the porches. I noticed, both deliverymen, the first
day I moved in, both were hunks in shorts. My pussy got wet as I watched
them walk away with their arms loaded with small boxes. Aunt Linda had
met them and signed for the packages that she received, then wisked the
packages away to her workroom which always was locked. She seemed a
little frustrated and her mood didn't seem to change over the next few
days.
I went for registration on Thursday and was gone all day. When I
returned I notice that her mood had changed almost as if by magic and a
fresh load of packages had been delivered but she hadn't put them into
the workroom.
During registration I meet several people and made plans for Friday and
the weekend. Aunt Linda was in a wonderful mood Friday afternoon and we
talked while I got ready for the evening. I noticed that she watched my
every move and had a lusty look in her eyes as I was dressing. At 6:30 I
left the house and drove to the local bar looking to hook up with my new
friends and maybe find a nice guy that could help me satisfy the wet
between my legs.
New friendships were made and I found a suitable gentleman friend for
some quick sex. I drank too much and couldn't drive home so my newfound
friends offered to drive me home. As we drove I gave left-right
directions. They pointed at houses and told all they knew about the
folks that lived inside. Interrcial Milfs And Black Cock thick salty goo from my lips, I could feel a rope of cum drool hanging, swinging, from my chin.
He looked down at me. "You a fuckin' mess when you eat, girl. Don't know if I'll be able to take your ass out anywhere, least anywhere wheres respectable peoples go."
He stepped up to me grabbed his dick and used the cudgel to scoop up the string of cum drool from my chin and then spooned his dick into my mouth as if feeding a baby. I opened wide and took him in and sucked the baby making nectar from his meaty, black ladle.
Black men taste so good, I thought.
I cleaned his dick off thoroughly and then started kissing it all over again when he pulled away and started to get dressed.
He through a towel in my face and told me to clean up, lunch was over.
I wiped my face off and slowly got dressed . When I was done, I asked Amos if there was some other way out so we didn't have to Cuckold World
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Amateur Black Dick miles away and knew Aunt Linda
as a nice lady that went to the same church as her. She seemed shocked
that Linda was my Aunt. Sharon also knew more than she was telling I
later found out.
We drove around for a while then went to Chucks house after dropping
off Sharon and then John. Chucks room mate was not there when we arrived
and Chuck took care of my extremely wet pussy with his extremely small
cock, then he passed out with me trying to get him hard again for more.
I wasn't satisfied and the bastard had passed out. I left and started to
walk home through the woods seeing the back porch light on at Aunt
Lindas. The closer I got the more excited I became. Was I going to
catch Aunt Linda "doing the dirty" with one of her guys. My pussy was
very wet and full of Chucks cum, His cock wasn't long enough to put it
in deep and now it was all over my lips and the inside of my panties. As
I approached the porch I could hear moaning and bumping. I knew what was
going on inside the porch but couldn't see without opening the door,
which I was afraid to do. I stood next to the door and soon heard an Oh,
Oh, Oh, CUMMMING, Biggg, Oh YES. It was Johns voice!!!
Around the house I went and into my room. I gave Aunt Linda a few
minutes to get herself together then went into the kitchen for a glass
of ice tea. As I entered the room Aunt Linda was hanging up the phone
and acted somewhat startled, "Oh uh I thought you'd be out all night
dear" she said. Her hair was a mess and the porthole was still open.
There was a picture of Uncle Charles sitting on the kitchen counter next
to the door. I quickly put the pieces together, downed the glass of
tea, kissed Aunt Linda on the cheek, and went to my room off the
kitchen. Monster Black Cock Cumbang Siterip sittin' down on the job, bitch," he grunted. Then he casually placed his hand behind my head guiding it as it bobbed back and forth on the end of his thick, rock-hard tool.
The door opened and the old man who gave us the keys of the room entered to tell Amos he needed the room back. Mid way through his request he stopped as he saw me on my knees sucking away sloppily at the fat, abnormal cock Amos had stuffed into my straining mouth.
As I continued my duties, I could here Amos snigger to the man:
"Hey Roscoe, I promised the girl lunch, didn't I? Well, as you can see, IT'S CHOW TIME!"
They both laughed uproariously while I ignored their degrading joke and continued sucking and yanking on the succulent, juicy, African "chow" Amos was treating me to.
Soon I could feel the old man's dick really stiffen, like steel. He began grunting as the meaty muscle in my mouth expanded 
Interacial Pussy Blacks On Blondes Pictures me, reached over
into the nightstand and pulled out a large vibrator and asked if Id do
her deep while licking her clit. Her pussy tasted like honey and she was
so wet that the inside of her thighs were soaked. The vibe was at least
12" long and as big around as my forearm. I slid it into her with no
resistance and stopped when half of it was in her.
She moaned a lusty "more", reached down, grabbing my hands and pulling
all but 2" into her hole. Then she twisted the end and it started to
buzz. Her hips came up off the bed and my mouth went to her clit. As I
licked her with long full stokes I began to slide her toy in and out
very slowly. She took several minutes of this before I started to feel
the toy getting harder to stroke and then it wouldn't go back in. The
more I pulled out the harder it got to push it back. Her pussy was
getting tighter and tighter until the toy was pushed completely out and
a flood of nectar met my mouth. I licked and slid my fingers into her
pussy, then slid two fingers of my other hand into her anus. As soon as
I touched her anus another flood of nectar came into my mouth. As she
loosened I slid more fingers into her pussy and then I cupped my finger
together and began to fuck her with my hand. Her juices were running and
I was licking her clit when she just went limp. Her butt cheeks went
down to the mattress, my fingers slid out of her asshole and my whole
hand went up her pussy to the wrist. I looked up at her with a smile as
she reached down with both hands grabbing my arm and stroking it like it
was a toy. She began to talk and told me that she knew the boys would
tell her about the porthole but she never expected Sharon to tell me
about her love of fisting. Thats Bree Olson Blacks On Blondes for this disgusting old black janitor. Yet as I opened the car door and was about to step out I couldn't help myself but to ask:
"Will we be going to lunch again?"
"Baby, I a busy man. We'll see. Bye!"
With that, Amos pulled the door closed and drove off.
I walked to the building, my face red with both anger and humiliation. How could this have happened to me, I thought. I've just been used by an old, black janitorÑand on a simple lunch..."date".
The rest of the day at work I couldn't think of anything but how enraged I was with myself and that black animal. And yet, time and time again I had to slip off to the ladies room. Enter a booth, slide my nylons down, and relieve the incredible heat between my splayed thighs.
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much thought since the one in the front door was used as a mail drop.
The back door was in the kitchen, which had a common door with my
bathroom.
Aunt Linda runs a mail order buisness from her home and the UPS, FEDEX
guys dropped packages on the front porch daily, I figured that was why
they had enclosed the porches. I noticed, both deliverymen, the first
day I moved in, both were hunks in shorts. My pussy got wet as I watched
them walk away with their arms loaded with small boxes. Aunt Linda had
met them and signed for the packages that she received, then wisked the
packages away to her workroom which always was locked. She seemed a
little frustrated and her mood didn't seem to change over the next few
days.
I went for registration on Thursday and was gone all day. When I
returned I notice that her mood had changed almost as if by magic and a
fresh load of packages had been delivered but she hadn't put them into
the workroom.
During registration I meet several people and made plans for Friday and
the weekend. Aunt Linda was in a wonderful mood Friday afternoon and we
talked while I got ready for the evening. I noticed that she watched my
every move and had a lusty look in her eyes as I was dressing. At 6:30 I
left the house and drove to the local bar looking to hook up with my new
friends and maybe find a nice guy that could help me satisfy the wet
between my legs.
New friendships were made and I found a suitable gentleman friend for
some quick sex. I drank too much and couldn't drive home so my newfound
friends offered to drive me home. As we drove I gave left-right
directions. They pointed at houses and told all they knew about the
folks that lived inside. Blacks On Blondes Pics pass all those men outside in the bar.
He looked at me in stony silence: "Why, you ashamed a somthin"?"
"N, ... no...no just...well...they all heard and know that...you know...Amos...Amos, please...I ...I don't want..." He slapped me suddenly twice. A quick bitch slap, first front, then back of the hand.
Then said:
"Don't you ever act like yo' white trash ass is shamed a bein' with Amos Jackson! You understand, bitch!"
No man had ever done that to me before. I held my face and cowered. I wasn't sure if he'd do it again. I was frightened. But also...respectful. Here was a man. One who I now understood would take no shit from me. None period!
I had always been able to manipulate men in the past. White men. But that would not be the case with this man. This Black Man. This black, strong, dominant and very powerful, black African man.
Amos took me by the hand, opened