Mira Gets Some BBC

"Where's Alisa?" Mira asked, wearing only a pair of shorts and a bra. Sam looked at the Thai beauty, inhaling sharply.

"She went to go buy books for the semester," Sam said. "It always so fuckin' hot here?"

"Yep," Mira said, stretching and touching her toes. Sam could see the bulge in her shorts. But it didn't compare to the one in his. "What about Walter?"

"He took her into town," Sam said. Mira snorted.

"I bet he did. Want to smoke some weed?"

"Nah," Sam demurred. "Still got jet lag. How's the shower?"

"Good ... for about ten minutes."

***

Ten minutes later, Sam came out, naked, his large Black cock swaying between his legs. Mira saw him and froze, just staring at it.

"You don't got any towels," Sam complained.

"Oh, I'm sorry, they're in the dryer ..." Mira said, going to the laundry room.

Mira was bent over, halfway inside the dryer, when she felt her shorts being tugged down.

"Sam ..." she whispered. "I was just getting you a towel."

"Walter says you've been in a funk," Sam said, getting to the point. "No place for a pretty girl like you, smoking weed all day."

She could feel him tugging her panties down too.

"It's just ... been a lot," she said. She looked back, seeing just how big Sam was. "Just ... use lube, please."

"Of course, baby. Not gonna do you like that. What do you think I am?" he asked rhetorically. He generously lubricated himself and Mira, slapping his big Black cock on her asscheeks.

"You know I'm here for you," he said. "I been through some shit. Been processing shit my whole life. I can be more than just a fuckbuddy."

"That's ..." Mira said, pausing and rolling her eyes back into her head when he penetrated her. "That's nice, Sam. Fuck you're thick."

"That's what they all say," Sam agreed, chuckling. "That ain't bad therapy either, big old fat Black cock slamming in and out of you. Beats weed."

"Yeah," Mira agreed, feeling him hit her spot, feeling her cum shoot out like a firehose. Half her body was still in the dryer, as she moaned, her entire body shaking.

"Looks like we're going to have to redo those towels," Sam pointedly out helpfully.

"Y-y-yeah. Take me to bed, Sam."