Just as I finished juicing Bridgett in walks Awan. Awan is an African. He works for me in my house.
As Awan comes toward Bridgett and me I can see he is not to be denied. Awan has watched, listened outside where I was fucking Bridgett. Awan wants her. Awan is going to have her.
Awan's cock is a bit shorter than mine - 9-10" depending on his excitement, but it is a bludgeon, like a baseball bat - thick at its flared, uncut head, thicker behind the cleft of the fat head then tapering down to a set of nuts that would please a stallion.
Awan is a stallion in many ways. Awan's cock rouses, his mushroom helmet crown pushes through his thick foreskin, purple, enraged, pre-cum slick, drool running from its slit.
I am just getting off Bridgett. Awan swats me aside with one hand. He kneels between Bridgett's weak, trembling legs. He pushes her thighs wider. He opens her cummy cunt with his thumb, forefinger and wedges his cock knob between her red, pussy lips.
"Oooooooh, aaaaaaah, unnnnnngh, yeaaaaaa, ohhh, yeaaah, pleaaaasse," Bridgett moans, then screams, "FUCK ME! FUCK. FUCK, FUCK. OH FUCK"
Awan slides his fat cock balls deep into Bridgett. She starts cumming, her pussy fluttering, clasping, relaxing, squirting her woman juice. |