Elle's fun

Elle went inside the bar and as she was getting closer to the guys inside, she felt really really horny. She couldn't stop imagining their black cock ramming her tight pussy and she was getting wet at the though.

"Hey... uh... do you... do you know how... uh..." She tried to make a complete sentence, but they were too sexy for her to have any complete thought.

"You okay, lady ?" One of the guys asked.

"Well.. yeah... I'm just here to... fuck... I mean go to some place quiet and... you know... not that I..." Nothing made sense, she was spurting words without any sense and her face was turning red.

"I think, I know what you mean, miss." Another guy said.

He then led her to a door at the back of the bar. But it wasn't the restroom, it was a living room with a TV and a sofa.

"That's not..." Elle said.

But as she turned to him, she noticed his pants dropped.

"Not what ?" He asked.

But she barely listened, her eyes couldn't leave his massive half erected dick. She muttered something and went on her knees, liking and kissing the black member, making it harder and even bigger. Elle couldn't stop herself from taking it in her mouth, she didn't resist when he pressed her head against his shaft, making it forcing its way through her throat. Trail of melted make up run on her cheeks as tears went down under the effort. He released her few time for her to breath and pushed again.

A short time later, he was laying on the sofa and she was pushing his dick deep in her pussy, stretching her vagina. She wanted it so much, she needed it. She was feeling empty without such a massive prick in her pink cave. But she, somehow, needed more. And that's when the man's friends came through the door. The two black guys saw her, sitting on his shaft and one of them asked the question.

"Mind if we join ?"

"No, come here and make me feels full, please..." Asked Elle, smiling with her ruined make up.