His cock was really hard and large, bigger than my husband Victor’s. I couldn’t turn to see him, but I imagined he was a black man… a well hung ...lack man. He made me bend over the window sill and rammed himself deep inside my body, slapping against my buttocks and reaching forward to grope my heavy boobs. I close my eyes, hearing him moaning and biting my neck, starting to fuck me faster and harder.All I could do was to moan loudly, now my eyes wide open staring out the window, my mouth hanging. When we finally came up for air, I was all flustered, but did notice a book on the pillows just before it vanished. I thought that I was just seeing things because of the passionate kiss and his nearness."We need to get up," I told him in a determined voice when I regained control of myself."Yes, let's get dressed. We have a lot to do today, and it's best done quickly in case the storm returns later," he agreed. I allowed him to dress first, since he was the one to deal with the stove and. More

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