We Love To Fuck In The Morning
When the morning sun crept through the bedroom curtains, Jariyah stirred, her naked body intertwined with Kareem’s. She stretched languidly, her full, round ass pressing back against his morning wood. A sleepy smile played on her luscious lips as she felt his massive, uncut cock twitch and harden.
“Mmmm, someone’sh happy to see me,” she purred, her voice husky with sleep and desire.
Kareem groaned, nuzzling into her neck and inhaling her intoxicating scent. His hands skimmed over her curves, tweaking a perky chocolate nipple as his other hand squeezed the ripe peach of her ass. “Hey baby, you feel that? That’s what you do to me. Every fuckin’ time.”
Jariyah giggled, grinding back against him. “I know. I love that you want me, no matter the time of day.”
“Morning, afternon’, night… I’m always down to nut in this juicy chocolate pussy,” Kareem growled, his cock throbbing insistently against her lower back.
Jariyah bit her lip, excitement coursing through her at his filthy words. She’d met Kareem at the club a few weeks ago and it had been fireworks from their first kiss, all skull fucking and sticky cum, ever since. The brothers in her ‘hood knew her as ‘Jariyah Rides’, her pretty pussy always primed for champion cock.
Rolling over to face him, she crashed her lips to his, all tongue and teeth. Jariyah had huge, drool-worthy tits, even prettier after Kareem’s oral digits. She was pale ebony with golden summer highlights, vintage fine, the type of thick, ripe fruit brothers named they daughters.
“So…” Jariyah cooed as their kiss broke, “Pound lil mama then?” She wants the swoll cock that makes her feel like she might die pretty. Pls say you’ll glide your thick pillar in deep and break me offa sumfin.
Kareem chuckled, laying her on her back, his girthy hands tipping her dusky rose vees to welcome his massive, ebony cock. “Aight, you asked for it.” He sailed a hand-and-a-half cock into her silky pink petals.
“Ooooh shit!” Jariyah cried out, clamping down on his steadily pistoning dick.
He kissed her as his hips gyrated, the thick head knocking her cervix. “Secret place… how that feel babygirl?” Kareem groaned.
Jariyah covered her face as her pussy clenched and dripped femboy essence. “Shoo good! I’m gunna bust!” She threw her head back as he jackhammered her midsection.
“Bust on this pipe then!” Kareem growled, fucking her harder and faster. “Milk dat muthafukkin’ dick!”
Jariyah’s practically Salón Queen sized hooves creaked the metal bed frame, her toes curling as a shrieking orgasms rocked her voluptuous body. Kareem roared as her sopping, slurping folds suckled his huge, outlined ween, rippling as he hammered her quaking sex to creamy oblivion. Gushes of thick cum shot up her slobbering, spasming slit, KO-ing her pussy.
Kareem panted, still half buried, pumping strand after strand in her cream-pie. “Damn Jariyah, you ’bout to break a brothah.”
“Yeah,” she purred, “But you fuckin’ got it though.” Jariyah smirked, basking in the afterglow, the morning light catching her gold cross necklace bouncing on her heaving chest. She feels like a slobbering slut for her hung lover’s cock, exactly how she likes it.
