Black.Breed

The overwhelming pleasure of having this recently-virginal teenage bombshell wrapped tight around his fuck tool is immense. Madeline's blood seeps down her lithe gymnast leg with the rest of their coitus juices, and the pace of the hard and rough fucking increases as Rodney jackhammers his massive African spear up into the little blonde girl.

"Ooohhh? My God... Oooohh? Ooohhh?" Madeline moans, the little gold cross hanging from her neck and her pert and firm DD-cup breasts bouncing in time with the pounding the blonde is taking from the big negro. "Ooohhh Mr. Dexler, I'm not supposed to be fucked by a black man!"

Rodney Dexler locked his lips onto hers to help her stay more quiet. He enjoys kissing the little white girl, but it's the feeling of fucking this naïve teenager raw in a Janitor’s closet that far exceeds any other.

Squishing and slapping sounds reverberate through the room as the older black man and young white teenager mate. The feeling of Madeline’s vaginal muscles rippling and milking his baby cannon has him already on the brink and is soon too much for him.

Little Madeline suddenly stiffens as if subconsciously understanding on some primeval level the biological inevitability of having a big black cock thrust up inside her. Her green eyes open wide as she feels a sudden warmth in her abdomen, as Rodney fire his negro baby batter up into her defenceless womb, painting its walls and filling her up with Rodney’s potent and virile seed. The egg floating down her fallopian tube hardly stands a chance against conquest.