Sexy Lingerie Ride
Suddenly, the door swung open with a loud bang. “Darla, you slutty minx!” shrieked Tina, flying into the room toga-style, twirling a can of whipped cream. “Stripping all slutty, gyrating your gams in that skimpy lingerie – NOT cool!”
” invasión!” squealed Darla, fumbling with her black lace & tulle teddy, the one with the gaping oval cut-outs that showed off her perky ebony breasts and pretty pink pussy. “Not cool, Tina… this is suppose to be MY lingerie solo video shoot, damn it!”
The two busty ebony vixens wrestled and tumbled onto the king-sized waterbed in their skimpy setup – pink satin vs. black lace. Darla wrapped her thick thighs around Tina’s plump rump, trying to pin the lunatic down. But the crazy bitch was bucking like a bronco, belting out a konida laugh.
“Get off me, you big black booty! Mama needs to bust out her killer moves,” Tina howled, hurling fistfuls of whipped cream towards Darla’s gyrating g-strings. Catching the frothy drippings on her massive tits and motorboating them to theatrics.
” Ay! Comya fuck someday!” Darla lunged forward, snagging Tina in a naughty headlock. Her J-Lo massive rump humped and thrusted into Tina’s plump brown bottom. “You’re up, whore! Put your money where your mansion! Let’s see you ride dat dick!”
“Woooweee! Ok you sexy-ama, here it goes!” Tina sprung up, exposing her ruby red cunt. The trenchant ginger curls were matted with slobber. “I haz the magic, you haz the magicucals, ugh to bam-chic?”
“Yes lawd!” Darla raised her black, shredded panties. “Pants down, hillbilly slave! Show me your dirty laundry, bitch!”
The feisty black beauty spread her plush gams, statue of odalisque, beckoning Tina to climb aboard. Tina wobbled over, shimmy crannies shaking, and hopped on top. Her fleshy titties nearly smothered Darla in Goopy goo.
“There’s a juice sale on n’ Wednesday, you dirty lil’, Amesco bitch,” Tina cooed, slapping her booty onto booty. “Gonna make this lingerie ride so authenticity!”
“Oooh dats sum 100%! Spank me, you black pysee!” Darla writhed under Tina’s rhythm. Phat apple booty bouncing, black Valentino lace burning on her skin.
Tina rosined her finger and stuck it up Darla’s sarlacc. “Bitch, you got plaster up in here!”
“Nngghh… knock it off,” Darla hissed. “I’m ’bout to cream out mah eyes!”
“Oh you Nasty! Squirty like… somethin’ –Yoooo, wait a minute!” Tina started petting her own cunt. “Ugh! I gotta get this whip cream off –this is unhygouney!”
“That’s unhygienic, fool! Just rub it in!” Darla countered, fingering her own bearded clam. “Tits are pretty much the same as lube…”
“I’m on it, sis!ocolate!” Tina slurped her fingers, splattering whipped cream all over Darla’s sweat-glistened body.
“Yum! Tangent Alert!” the caramel beauty purred, motorboating Tina’s breasts. Her tongue gorging on gooey goodness.
“Damn right it’s da bomb!” Tina licked up a string of ice cream connecting her lips to Darla’s nips. “My milkshake brings all dudes to the yard!”
