Naughty African teen twerks her big booty on my white dick POV

The sun baked down on the asphalt as I cruised through the seedy part of town, my window rolled down and Afroman’s “Collier Booty” blasting from my speakers. I was on the prowl, hungry for some prime ghetto booty to feed my low-income white boy fantasies.

As I turned down an alley, my eyes zeroed in on a delectable caramel-skinned goddess strutting down the sidewalk. Her booty bouncin’ and clappin’ with each sway of her wide hips, barely contained by a tight tank top tucked into the waistband of her daisy dukes. Sunlight glinted off of the silver navel piercing peeking out from under her crop top. I hit my horn and watched her turn, flashing me a seductive smile that dripped with sinful promise.

I pulled up alongside her and leaned over, rolling down the passenger side window. “Hey sexy. I’m on the lookout for a lil honey with a deep dark forest. Whatchu got goin’ on?” I inquired with a smirk. She planted a hand on her jutting hip and looked me up and down with amusement glinting in her tiger-like eyes.

“My booty is what you’re talkin’ ’bout, right daddy?” she purred. “I’ll give dis pussy a ride, you take me shopping later?” The way she talked spicy, her full glossy lips slurring all her words like an erotic music that tickled my ear holes.

I didn’t need to be asked twice – one look at that fat rump was enough to seal the deal. “Hop in sugar tits. Let’s take this party to my crib, I wanna get all up in that juicy chocolate waifu.”

She giggled and sauntered around to the passenger side, her booty

jiggling hypnotically. I felt my manhood spring to attention as she climbed in, legs spread in my sightline. I reached over and cupped that pillow of hers, massaging it with greedy fingers. She cooed and curled her lips, grabbing my wrist. “Oooh, you fond of my thirteenth heaven huh boy? Your slimy hands are welcome on dese cakes anytime. Now hush up n’ drive!”

I peeled out and sped home with a raging boner and an all-you-can-eat buffet booty buffet waiting for me. Upon arrival, we barely made it through the front door before I pushed her against the wall and hiked up her shorts, exposing a plump, hairless, glistening clam that left me drooling. “Mmmm your butterscotch snatch looks good enough to lick, but I’mma stuff something else in it first.”

I dropped trou and whipped out my engorged, throbbing, dickhead – a pale, pink, veiny anomaly against her dark black flesh. She grinned as she reached back and grabbed her clown cheeks, spreading them. “Ooh, I like dat! Let me feel dem foreign sausage fingers on my button brown.”

I pressed my thick, uncut dollop against her slippery ring and grunted as I popped through, spearing deep inside. She yelped as I bottomed out, spine curling back, eyes rolling up. Her velvety, rippling insides swallowed me whole, clinging to my shaft like hot, wetдинный rosin. “Oooh boy! You sure you ain’t no donkey boy? Fuck it, I can’t even feel ya bones in dere!”

I grabbed her hips and started pumping, my balls slapping against her clit with each decadent thrust. The wet, squishing sounds of her cream oozing out around my pistoning piston filled the room, punctuated by my grunts and her delirious high-pitched moans. “Ah ah ah ugh ooh yeah! Pull my hair, ring my rope ‘n’ fuck me silly! I’m your big booty bum rat!”

I threaded my fingers in her kinky curls and yanked as I slammed into her, relishing the greedy gulping of her battered bottom hole. Her ass muscles flexed and spasmed around my plunging pole, a seismic rumble that made my legs shake. Sweat poured down our heaving frames as we grunted and growled in depraved, rapturous ecstasy.

“Breed me breed me breed me! Fill my ass up ‘n’ turn me out!” she shrieked, reaching back to spank her own clutching cheeks. The stinging smack only made me rut harder into her canyon, feeling my load boiling in my balls.

“I’m cumming! Sarding Unga Bunga all up in ya uncle!” I roared, slamming balls deep and erupting a torrent of cum deep in her bowels. Her flesh fluttered and quaked around me as I creamed her, head thrown back in a silent scream. We shuddered and quivered together, riding out our high until I finally slipped free with a wet plop.

She collapsed forward, breasts heaving, ass jiggling with aftershocks. I could see my jizz starting to ooze out around her gaping, raw rosebud. “Oooh damn, I ain’t never been fucked so stupid! Dey should call you Colonel CumsMuthaFuckacipline!”

I chuckled and smacked that smoked ham one more time before tucking myself away. “Nah baby, dey call me Tiny Dicksy. But enough ’bout me, let’s go get you some new outfits! I’mma strip dis phat mamma modeled right off ya booty ‘n’ conquer the rest of ya.”