Once her last orgasm started, it continued on a low boil until several minutes later, when Lewis began thrusting faster as his own explosion finally arrived.
He continued long, firm strokes as he groaned at each strong spurt of cum exploding deep inside her.
Feeling this turned her boil into a roiling one, and she screamed again.
Once they both had screamed and grunted out the last of their pleasure, Lewis lay down gently atop her, panting. His cock finally, slowly began to deflate.
"Lewis, you sure as some white boy," Lacey panted.
"Thanks." He rose to slowly slip his cock from her. "I think I’m spent for a couple of hours now, so I guess if you want, you can get back to the party."
This roused her enough to look at her watch. "Shit, I'm late!" Finding some energy reserves from somewhere, she got up, slipped on her black mini-skirt and spaghetti-strap red camisole, and looked back at him. "Lewis, thank you for now. Please stop by next week!" Then she slipped out the door, presumably to hit the women's room to do her freshening up before returning to the party.
Lacey was back at the party when he came in, looking a bit worse for wear, but not too bad. "Is everything OK, Lewis?"
"It was great," he said with his own smirk. "I'll like to do it again."
"Great! Um, maybe next week," she looked a bit nervous.
"Oh, will you?"
The delicious black girl responded, "Yes, Lewis."
"Cool."
"Oh! Hold on for just a moment." and Lacey gave him a note saying 'anytime you need more help' and a phone number.
He said, "Oh, I will!"
Her black cunt felt a little bit sore.
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