The Meeting Continues

Stephanie lays back on the table and Jackson quickly takes off her soaked panties. He puts his hands on the back of her shapely legs just above the knees and pushes her legs forward and outwards. She puts her hands on either side of his head as he jams his tongue into her slit. Stephanie immediately starts to moan, slightly bucking her hips as Jackson tongue fucks her pussy and licks her clit. “Ahh, ahh,” she cries, as he licks her wet hole, her clit, her asshole. Stephanie is in overdrive, and her orgasm quickly crashes into her.

She draws Jackson’s face toward hers and uses one hand to rub the head of his hard cock between the lips of her dripping snatch while she kisses him. She puts the big head of his big black cock into herself, and loudly moans as he starts thrusting into her. He backs away, placing his hands on her thighs, and starts pumping into her with long, steady strokes. Stephanie grabs her breasts and pinches her hard, cum-slick nipples, her legs bouncing and the queen of spades charm on her anklet swings while Jackson starts pounding into her, his balls slapping against her ass. “Ooh, oh, god, ahh,” she loudly moans, and Jackson says “Yeah, you like that? You like my big black dick fucking your bald little pussy? Huh?” Stephanie moans louder, and Jackson keeps taunting her. “You like being fucked by my big black cock, don’t you? You like getting fucked in your little married white pussy by a big black dick, don’t you?” Stephanie can only respond by moaning in lust. “Yeah, that’s it, baby, cum all over my black dick. Cum on my big black dick!” “Uh! Uh uh uh! Uh uh uh uh!” she cries, the walls of her pussy gripping his dick while her wetness floods over his shaft.