Playtime for Massa

"Uh oh, little girl plays with big Massa!" the brute announced playfully. "I touch you, too!" He placed his huge hands on Bria's exposed buttocks, his fingers digging between her legs to roughly explore her most secret (and sensitive!) areas, but he couldn't get ahold of her as the teenager struggled to pull herself free of his fumbling grasp.

"Oh!" Bria yelped in surprise as a finger pulled her panties away from her vulva, effortlessly snapping the delicate cloth. "Please, no, Massa, I'm not playing with you!" Her hands, lost in her long blonde hair, scrambled for something to push against, and settled once again on his engorged penis as the most stable. Only this time, Bria noted with growing horror, it felt like the massive erection was naked... and ready for use! The petite beauty realized that if Massa managed to plow that fuckpole into her pussy, her days of dating white boys would be over for sure!

The amused and aroused giant clambered to get ahold of her, but her toned buttocks slipped through his grasp as the busty girl succeeded in pushing away from him. He managed to grab hold of the hem of her dress though, which by this point was well up her back. As Bria let go of his cock and pulled away in reverse, and Massa held fast to the garment, he pulled the dress up over her waist and torso and eventually head. In the mad grapple, Massa even managed to get ahold of the casual bralette Bria was using for breast support. Massa succeeded in pulling Bria's clothes up and off over her head, but the blonde was at last free of him, and as she extricated her head from the fabric, she lost her balance and tumbled backwards onto the floor. The beauty queen was dazed for a moment, but as she brushed her blonde locks away from her face and tried to lift herself up on her elbows, she realized that she was now wearing nothing but high heels as she lay face-up and legs-splayed in front of Massa's chair.