THICK EBONY MILF DEEPTHROATS AND GETS STUFFED WITH WHITE COCK!

The barely-spoken Portuguese lilted off the busty ebony’s tongue as thick silicone yoga balls bounced on the floor. Sunlight streamed through the slated windows, illuminating her glistening caramel skin. “Just relax, mama,” she cooed, guiding the white boy’s comparatively-pale hand to her erect brown nipple.

Chrissy turned up the angle on her video camera, capturing every delicious curve of Keisha’s body in striking detail. The thick ebony swallowed the full length of the white boy’s cock in one smooth motion, her eyes fluttering as his dick kissed the back of her throat.

“Mmmm, that’s it baby,” she encouraged, her other hand massaging the toned globes of Keisha’s ass. Between the jazz bounce of her cheeks and that plush pink tongue swirling around the purple head of his dick, the young stud wasn’t going to last long.

Greedily slurping him up like an all-you-can-eat buffet, Keisha maintained perfect eye contact with the camera as she deep throated him again and again. Tears began to well up and spill down her cheeks as her gag reflex protested, but she only moaned more loudly in response. The sloppy sloshing of spit resonated through the room, punctuated by the wet slap of Keisha’s full lips around the veiny shaft.

“Fuck,” he breathed, hands helplessly furrowed into her tight curls as she worked him over. “I’m gonna cum.”

“Do it,” Chrissy hissed, zooming in on the action. “I want to see you nut all over these pretty brown titties.”

With a roar like a black bear being fed, Keisha yanked him balls deep into her throat. His fingers clenched into her hair as his cock pulsed and throbbed, pumping out rope after sticky rope of cum directly down her gullet. She swallowed and sucked and gagged until the last drop was drained from him, ignoring his half-hearted protestations as he softened in her mouth.

“Now get up here and stuff my pussy,” Chrissy commanded, patting her own plush bottom. Keisha obeyed, mounting the camerawoman and impaling herself upon that white cock once more.

Her round cheeks rippled and bunched with the force of each thrust, rattling the yoga balls like maracas. Chrissy reached underneath, massaging the bulge of his dick through Keisha’s inner walls – stretching and squeezing those ebony muscles fit to burst. The black girl was in ecstasy, keening and wailing and cursing to the heavens in her native Afro-Brazilian dialect.

“White cock feels so good in my chocolate cunt,” she panted, fingers clawing at Chrissy’s shoulders. “Gonna fuckin’ explode!”

The raven-haired dusky beauty froze on a peak of pleasure, eyes squeezed shut and teeth bared. The obscenity of the situation seemed to freeze everyone in tormented rapture – Keisha bouncing on a white cock just out of frame, her ebony breasts wobbling freely, and Chrissy fingering them both to a climax that would rip the world apart.

Releasing Keisha’s clit, Chrissy pulled out and swiped her hand across Keisha’s quivering slit. Ignoring the white creme spilling from her pussy, Chrissy grabbed the soft globes of her own tits, smearing the woman’s juices across the erect brown buds. She squeezed and kneaded the pliant flesh until she too was erupting, gallons of feminine cum creaming out of her pores.

Falling away, the two women lay on the wellness studio floor, entangled and sweating, nearly floating in an aftershock whirlpool. “Oh fuck,” Keisha whispered into Chrissy’s ear. “That was incredible.”

Chrissy laughed airily, eyes still rolling in her skull. “I’m going to have nightmares about cumming that hard,” she agreed. “Make it look good, okay? Let’s get this moneymaker on camera.”

Keisha sat up, ready to begin again. “Leave it to me,Chrissy baby. I want the whole world to see how well this thick ebony milf takes white cock.”

“Oh yes,” Chrissy beamed. “And don’t forget the backshot – the view’s gotta be killer from behind this big ass.”

“Mmmm fuck yes,” Keisha purred, mounting the girl inacial. “Time to show this camera where all the magic happens.”

The two women continued their bacchanal longer than is prudent to describe. The cacophony played on, punctuated only by flashes of light from the phone and Keisha’s smutty dialogue.

“Fuck yes, I’m going to drown him in your own cum,Chrissy baby,” Keisha declared lustily as the young man’s dick vibrating through her body. “Paint his face with your juices so he knows who he belongs to now.”

“You’re such a freak,” Chrissy giggled when the action paused, “But it looks so good on you. The camera loves it.”

And you know what? It did.

Even with all the intense physicality of the scene, there was a visible bond between the two women. The ease of their touches was unmistakable, the sexual energy positively crackling between them. Keisha’s powerful thighs gripped Chrissy in a full-body hold, her weight resting not unpleasantly on her partner’s stomach.

Whatever the safe sphere of their professional relationship once was had been thoroughly and eagerly shattered here. In some ways, it meant their content would be shocking – a violation of taboos. But it really meant they were just living their truth, uncompromisingly. Every glance, every gasp, every neurotic giggle off-script were theirs and authentic. There was a kind of exhilarating freedom in seeing professionals so honestly enjoying what they did.

Fans responded in kind, trash flooding in by the minute. “Oh fuck me, Keisha,” read one comment. “I’d give my left nut to be buried in that booty.”

“Only one word could describe this: ENVIABLE!” exclaimed another. “Those curves, oooh my god. You are a melody of sin.”

Keisha read some of the compliments between takes, barely suppressing a shit-eating grin. “Not bad,Chrissy,” she noted, thumbing through the growing list of fans. “Maybe we ought to do this more often.”

“Eh,” Chrissy shrugged. “I can take or leave it. So long as you bring your A-game.”

Keisha smiled, amused but not offended by the dry snark. “You do the same – on both the business and booty end,” she shot back, smacking Tetons.

Plastered on the floor like some kind of sick occult prayer flag, Chrissy assured her viewers: “And that’s a wrap, folks. See you next time on, XR00K Clique Porn!”

The sooner, the better. I had a feeling this would be far from the last time I saw these two gorgeous, unprofessional, and very professional ebony goddesses in action. The way they eyed each other, as if each knew her naked body better than she knew her own, promised many more adventures in the future. This really was only the beginning.