yes, hard

My clit into his mouth, and I exploded, my body convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed over me. I cried out, my fingers tangled in his hair as I rode out the orgasm on his skilled tongue.

As I came down from the high, Tyrone pulled back, a smug grin on his face. “You taste so good, Brenda,” he purred, licking his lips.

I flushed, feeling exposed and ****. But the look in his eyes told me he found my reactions endearing, even arousing.

“I want to taste you too,” I said, my voice shaking with need.

Tyrone’s grin widened. “Oh yeah? You want a taste of this black dick, huh?”

I nodded, feeling bold. “Yes. I want it.”

He chuckled, low and deep. “Well, who am I to deny you?”

With that, he stood up, towering over me as he slowly stripped off his clothes. I watched, mesmerized, as his chiseled body was revealed inch by glorious inch. His skin was a beautiful deep brown, smooth and unblemished. And when he finally pushed down his boxers, I gasped at the sight of his enormous cock.