Obsessed with Cock

“Oh my God! Fuck me!” Sasha moaned. Her eyes locked with Jackson.

Backstage in the office. Sasha was pushed up against the back of the leather recliner. Her back arched. Her mesmerising DD boobs squeezed by Jackson’s manly large hands. He was thrusting into her round ass with his BBC. Hard smacking thrusts.

“Ahhh ahhh mmmm baby fuck me!” She said in her Middle Eastern accent. So thick and musing. Her latte skin. Light brown eyes. Locked. Fuck me eyes!

Her pretty pink twat. Wet. Creaming with cum as Jackson burst a hot load into her. His load dripping onto the leather. Wetness on her thighs. A naughty smile on her face.

Sasha had been a good Muslim girl all her life. The perfect daughter. But she had a secret — one that she hoped to take to the grave. She was obsessed with cocks. She looked at them on the internet as soon as she could bypass parental controls. Always deleting the history.

When she was eighteen she was betrothed to a young Muslim man. Handsome. Kind. But very much by the book. Boring… She couldn’t show him her sexy side… Well not until after they were wed —

It was the day of the wedding. Her parents were so proud. She accidentally entered the male staff quarters and saw a man changing into a waiter's outfit. He had such a big hard dick. He was stroking it to a porn video.

That was the day she met Jackson.

“Baby girl — you wanna try a black dick before getting hitched?” Jackson smiled.

Sasha blushed — an embarrassed smile, she looked over her shoulder. She was a virgin. And fifteen minutes later no more — her eighteen year old cunt being stretched by Jackson’s big black cock. Her soft tits in his hand. All dressed in a wedding gown. Bride slut!

“Ahh! Ahh! Oh my! Fuck! Yes!”

Her groom entered the room just as Jackson painted her pretty face with ropes of hot sticky seed. Safe to say she didn’t get married…

She was disowned.

Cock would never abandon her.

Wherever she went, men got rock hard, and she could sit wherever she liked.