BLACKED This PAWG masseuse didn’t anticipate to fuck her black shopper
The masseuse’s arms had been slick with oil as she labored the kinks out of her shopper’s broad shoulders. Her title was Tiffany, a tall, curvy African American girl with an ample booty that jiggled enticingly with every press of her fingers into his pores and skin. She was used to the appreciative gazes of her male purchasers, however this one was completely different. He was tall, darkish and good-looking, with sculpted abs and a bulge in his towel that made Tiffany gulp. She knew she ought to preserve issues skilled, however her physique betrayed her, nipples stiffening beneath her tight white tank prime.
“Just relax,” Tiffany murmured, trailing her fingers down his again admiringly. “I’ll have you feeling good as new in no time.” As she reached his decrease again, she paused, immediately noticing the towel tenting obscenely. She glanced on the clock. The session was midway over already… absolutely it would not harm to indulge just a bit bit? Giving in to temptation, Tiffany let her foot brush in opposition to his ankle, by accident on function. The man stirred, turning his head to look again at her with molten brown eyes. “Is everything okay?” she requested, feigning innocence whilst her pussy clenched with want.
“A little tense,” he rumbled, flexing his glutes. The towel rode up, exposing the higher curves of his ass. Tiffany needed to restrain a moan. “Maybe you could focus on that area for a bit?”
“Of course,” she breathed, kneeling behind him. “Just lie still.” Her oiled arms gripped his thick cheeks, squeezing and kneading. The towel slipped decrease, revealing the crack of his ass, pervertedly winking at her. Tiffany unfold him open, admiring the view, then let her tongue path alongside his taint experimentally. The man tensed and launched a low groan, bucking again in opposition to her face. Emboldened, she flicked her tongue over his gap, savoring his sharp, masculine style. He moaned louder, reaching right down to stroke the monster cock straining in opposition to the towel. “Oh fuck,” Tiffany whimpered in opposition to his ass, devouring him hungrily, lapping on the thick, darkish flesh like a lady ravenous. She felt drunk on the scent and style and sound of him.
Her tank prime was drenched with sweat, clinging to her curves. She tugged it off, exposing the heavy bounce of her tits, brown nipples stiff and aching. Ripping the towel off, she ordered, “turn over.” The man flipped onto his again, the thick slab of his cock slapping closely in opposition to his navel. Tiffany’s eyes widened, gaze momentarily glued to his enormous, flared head. Unsure if she’d be capable to match it inside her, she crawled up his physique and straddled his face, folding the curtain of folds aside. “Eat my pussy,” she commanded breathlessly. “Get it nice and wet for your cock.”
The man’s lengthy, thick tongue delved hungrily between her swollen lips, lapping and sucking at her animalisticly. Tiffany floor in opposition to him, stopping solely to gather the slick glaze on her fingers and paint it over his dick. He groaned, buried in her folds, doubling his efforts, vacuuming her clit as she squirmed and mewled. When she lastly slid down his physique, she was a sloppy mess, her pussy gushing arousal onto his cock.
Dripping moist, Tiffany positioned her entrance over his enormous tip, her Breath coming in harsh pants. She sank down an inch, then two, throwing her head again in a pant as he cut up her open, his thickness stretching her to the restrict. It was uncomfortable at first, her grasping cunt getting used to his not possible dimension. But as she rose and fell, taking extra every time, it became pleasure so intense it bordered on ache. Her tits bounced as she rode him, nails clawing at his chest, mouth open in a continuing stream of determined moans.
The man’s arms gripped her lush hips, guiding her, thrusting as much as meet her actions. Tiffany may really feel him pulsing inside her, so deep, nudging her cervix with every plunge. It was mind-melting. Her eyes rolled again, drool leaking from the nook of her mouth as she used him like a intercourse toy, grinding and rolling and bouncing relentlessly till her thighs burned.
He shifted by some means, flipping them over and pinning Tiffany down, her thick thighs unfold extensive. He fucked her with deep, highly effective strokes that rattled the sheet beneath them, hitting that excellent spot inside again and again till she was a senseless, babbbling mess. Tiffany’s tits jiggled as he pounded her, her cries echoing off the partitions. Everything went hazy across the edges, narrowing right down to his cock sawing into her, his heavy balls slapping her ass, the warmth constructing in her core. She got here with a scream, physique seizing up, pussy clenching like a vice. The man groaned, slamming in a single final time earlier than pulling out and stroking himself to completion. Thick ropes of cum painted Tiffany’s face and tits, marking her as his. As she draped limply within the aftermath, chest heaving, she knew she’d by no means be the identical once more. With a cock like that, she’d by no means be glad by anything.