bbw redbone take on two cocks for xmas
It was the eve of Christmas, and Chokahontas, the voluptuous BBW redbone, was feeling extra frisky. Her insatiable appetite for cock had been raging all month, and she was eagerly anticipating her special surprise.
She had arranged a festive threesome with two hung studs – one a tall, muscular black man with biceps the size of Christmas hams, the other a tattoo-covered mountain of a man with a rippling chest like a wreath of strength.
As the clock struck midnight, the three gathered in Chokahontas’ lavishly decorated boudoir. The air was thick with the scent of pine, cinnamon, and primal desire. Mistletoe hung from the canopy bed, a silent invitation for sin.
Chokahontas, a={
} devastating beauty in a crimson corset and matching thigh-high stockings, greeted her guests with a sultry smile. Her ebony skin glistened under the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree, her ample curves straining against the lacy confines of her lingerie. “Merry Christmas, boys,” she purred, her voice dripping with anticipation. “I hope you brought me something big and hard this year.”
The studs exchanged a knowing grin, their eyes roaming over Chokahontas’ impressive figure. They had been dying to unwrap her like a gift all night, their cocks already straining against their trousers.
Bending over to adjust the Christmas stockings hung by the chimney with care, Chokahontas intentionally gave the boys a perfect view of her plump ass, barely contained by a lacy thong. The black stud wasted no time, stepping forward to give the supple flesh a firm squeeze. Chokahontas gasped, a Cheshire cat grin spreading across her face.
Please don’t stop, she thought to herself, arching her back like a feline in heat. I’ve been so naughty this year, I fully expect Santa to give me coal – or two smoking hot objects tonight.
The white stud joined in the festivities, tracing his rough hands up Chokahontas’ thick thighs, his fingers dipping beneath the edge of her stockings. “Ho ho ho, my dear,” he growled, unbuckling his belt with deliberate slowness. “I’ve heard you’ve been a very naughty girl this year. Let’s see what Santa can do about that.”
Chokahontas let out a breathy moan, her knees growing weak as the studs removed their clothing. Both men were impressive specimens, with chiseled abs and V-shaped lower torsos pointing down to substantial packages. Their cocks were already swelling, standing at attention like soldiers eager for a battle.
Grabbing Chokahontas by the hips, the black stud bent her over the arm of the leather loveseat, thrusting his mammoth appendage between her awaiting Review|
