It seemed to fill my mind as John’s penis slipped in and out of my vagina. John is my husband but I was thinking of Roger. Well not really Roger. ...I was thinking about Roger’s cock and imagining the black man from the church was on top of me. I remembered him hugging me and pressing me against his chest at the church. The smell of him came back into my mind. The weight of his huge body. The embrace of his arms around my slender white body. I transferred these memories onto my husband as. Jack drove forward relentlessly now, feeling Donna's wildly contracting asshole skin his cock tightly. His hands squeezed her haunches convulsively as he bottomed out, pressing her flawless white ass-cheeks back against the prickly hair around his cock. He was all the way in now, and he was going to give the rich bitch a fucking she was never going to forget.Donna felt clogged with cock. Steve's seven inches of fat sausage cock was lodged in her throat on one end, and Jack's eight-incher was. More

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