Black Man

Writers Note: I've decided to refer to Faith as "him" when she is in male form, it makes everything much easier.

“Faith, turn back into that black man you were when I entered!” Thyra said boldly.
“Alright, if that’s what you want.” Faith said and then instantly turned back into the seven feet tall, ridiculously well-hung black male.
Thyra stood in front of the mirror, Faith approaching her from behind, wrapping his arms around Thyra to play with her full, round orbs.
Thyra gasped and looked at herself in the mirror as she felt Faith enter her from behind, his cock sliding past her bald cuntlips.
It sure as hell seemed like Faith had a lot of experience being in male form, Thyra thought as she felt that massive cock pump in and out of her, her cunt forming tightly around the phallus, squeezing it every time it entered her cunt.
“Gods you’re good!” Faith exclaimed between his savage thrusts, his strong hands still fondling Thyra’s tits.
“You too babe.” Thyra responded, leaning forwards until her body was jack-knifed and her upper body primarily held up by Faith’s hands.
Faith grunted as he came, his throbbing cock being pumped by Thyra’s pussy for every last drip of cum. These contractions of her vagina was enough for Thyra too, and she was struck by a powerful orgasm, all the while more semen gushed into her.