I don’t often fuck white men, but when I do, they have to be BIG. A big cock is the key to my sexual happiness, which is why I worship at the feet of black men three times a day. Still, when you need something inside you, as long as he’s packing some serious meat, I’ll do a white guy.
He had a nice outline in his jeans, but as we were making out in the parking lot I could feel him getting hard. In high school, this was a turn off and meant a guy who couldn’t control himself. Now that I’m a tease and denial queen, it means one less step to orgasm.
He was big enough that getting him out was a chore, you don’t want to scrape up that long thick rascal on his way to get to you. But with a little hip wiggling we got him free so I could lube him up with my mouth. It wasn’t a big black cock, but I didn’t care, as long as I came really hard I knew I’d be ok. I should wash my car though. You could see hand prints and where I squirted.
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