She was just mindin’ her own business, but damn, was that black guy looking juicy! The blonde, pale chick didn’t hesitate. It was now or never. She took him to her place, his shorts down. The BBC was long and fat. She struggled to hold it with her mouth as she tasted the richness of it. He stripped her naked, and she was bare for him. He stripped her naked, her tiny breasts in his palms. He slapped her delicate pussy one by one, slapping and agitating her joy bean. Finally, when she is ready, he takes her standing. Her hands pressed against the wall as he pounded her from behind. A huge man, a man of black muscle, descends upon her whole. He presses into her tiny toits as he grips her torso. The naked girl is lying on her back, wholly on the bed. Her hands lay there, weak. Yet he holds her leg in one hand and pumps his monster endurance straight into her. Her whole body shakes and moves. He brings her in for a kiss, his dick still inside her. They entangle tongues as she now plays with her pussy as he works. He helps her with pleasuring, his quick hand sending ripples into her womanhood. He continues on as previously, going ahead, but it’s time for a change. She is on all fours. He mounts her like a jockey mounts his horse. His black penis is aimed straight into her white pussy as he jumps and rides her like that. The tiny girl shakes and moans, begging for mercy. He offers her some respite in his arms, holding her upright like a precious treasure. His hips pump into her as she holds onto his shoulders, safe and secure after so much passion.