Antoine and Kelly

It was closing time. The restaurant and bar concept was a success, and Antoine and Kelly reveled in it. Kelly wore a red miniskirt with a low cut top that showed off her ample fake tits. But now the skirt was pulled up, and the top pulled down, the fake blonde's tits wobbling back and forth as Antoine's eleven inch prick sawed in and out of her.

"Fuck, Antoine ... fuck me ... fuck me," Kelly squealed over and over, her cunt gushed onto the Black man's prick.

"Fuckin' bimbo bitch," Antoine growled as her cunt walls hugged his monstrous shaft.

"Yeah, your bimbo, your bimbo," Kelly squealed, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as she came again. Antoine followed suit, and all was right in his world.