“Mmm! Nnn!” she moaned loudly. Gagging and coughing at times, Opeyemi felt orally satisfied, yet yearned for more, much more.
“That’s it, baby, take that dick!”
Opeyemi’s mouth went wider as she impaled herself upon the thickest part of the shaft. Her eyes squeezed shut and she moved her head back and forth slightly to get her mouth down further. Her hands moved from his knees to knead his spit-soaked balls. They felt heavy too, just like his dick.
Though she was only able to pleasure about half of his rod, it felt like no other blow job Musa had ever received. This woman was downright hungry for his black cock and that made the entire experience unique.
He noticed that she was pushing herself, allowing her gag reflex to trigger, but pulling back as she reached her limits. Musa grew confident that she would allow him to push her limits for her. He tightened his grip on her ponytail and drew her head back, off his pole.
“Gah, huh?” she blinked at him, dazed. Spit hung from her chin. Her eyes were shiny.
Musa rose from the couch, brandishing the base of his cock in one hand and holding her ponytail with the other.
“You want more of this cock, Opeyemi?”
She looked up at him desperately, hands on his thighs. “Yes… yes, I do.”
“Open,” he instructed.
“Aaaahhh,” she said, her mouth gaping open.
He thrust forward, dipping his head into her warm, wet mouth, then pulled back. Spit drew out in a dangly mess.
“Nice and wide for me, Ope.”
“Aaaghhh…” she gaped.
Musa thrust in deeper, giving her more of his shaft. She squeezed her eyes shut and lurched, but stifled her gag reflex, taking it. He sighed in pleasure.
“Mmmm, good,” he encouraged, drawing back again.
He let go of his shaft and put a hand on her chin, turning her face up toward him. He gently tapped his heavy, hard meat over her forehead, eyes and chin.
“You want more?”
“Yes,” Opeyemi said desperately, squirm-bouncing as she knelt.
“Beg me for it,” he said calmly, drumming his dark cock on her face, making wet slap sounds.
“Please… please may I have more…” She stuck her tongue out, giving him more area to smack his erection.
He whacked his head on the surface of her flat tongue, making a wet sound and spreading more spit.
“More what?” He teased.
“Unnngh,” she moaned, bobbing slightly in frustration. ” cock. Please may I have more black cock…” Opeyemi’s body shook with pleasure. She never knew how satisfying it was to be totally submissive to a man. She wanted to please this black man and his horse-cock more than anything else.
“Aaaah,” she held her mouth open submissively.
Musa drove his cock in, stepping up and squaring his hips to her face. He held her ponytail in one hand and the back of her neck with the other.
“NNNgggh,” Opeyemi moaned her agreement.
“Thaaat’s it.” He began thrusting into her mouth, driving his hips back and forth.
“Nnn… NNN… NNNNGGGHHH,” she responded, taking each stroke, letting him control the pace and depth.
“Ah… yes, take it…” he drove in and out. “That’s my girl…” His balls swung heavily between his legs, occasionally brushing her chin.
She blinked her eyes open up at him. They were watery and bright.
Musa felt his balls tighten at the sight. He guided his length in and out, testing her limits. He thrust deep and held it as his head swam in pleasure.
“Gaaaah, yes,” he sighed.
“Gggg…” she grunted, as if considering if she could take it. Her eyes squeezed shut and she lurched, gagging. “GgHHHGGGG!”
He pulled back, freeing his rigid cock with a wet pop. It swayed in the air and Opeyemi gasped for breath. Musa knew his limits, and he had reached his limit with this fine woman as he felt the tight depths of her throat. The teasing and kissing, the porn video, all added up to his need to explode. There was no way he was going to fuck her by trying to hold off.
Rather than just pump his dick into Opeyemi’s mouth, he was going to make her work for his load. He stood up and spread his legs with his hands on his hips.
“Do you want this big dick?”
Her body heaved as she sucked in air. “Yes,” she gasped. “Yes, I do. Please…”
“Make me cum. I want to cum in your mouth.”
“My… my mouth?” she said, eyes wide, shiny with tears.
“That’s right. You’re going to swallow my load.”
“MMmm,” she moaned eagerly, grabbing his tool with both hands. She shoved it into her mouth.
“Suck on that cock, Opeyemi. I want you to take every drop in your mouth.” He let her do the work, content to rest a hand on top of her hair.
Opeyemi cooed at the demand. She resumed a steady tempo as she engulfed half of the black cock with her hot, dripping-wet mouth. She never swallowed for her husband. In fact, he usually came on her breasts when she used to give him a blow job, so this would be a new experience for her.
As she slid her mouth over the phallus, she couldn’t help but wonder what was next. ‘Is he going to go back to his room? Will he stay and wait to fuck me later? I don’t want him to go!’ As she was contemplating how to now keep him in her hotel room, his grip moved from the top of her head, back to her ponytail, though he did not hold her down.
“Take it, baby. Take that cock!” Musa yelled.
She tried to throat him and managed to get past the halfway point when he shuddered.
“Oh FUCKKKK!”
Opeyemi felt a thick, powerful stream of hot semen shoot down the back of her throat as she throated him. Musa couldn’t help but buck his hips in pleasure and she went from deepthroating to bobbing, sensing his desire. She pumped his cock with her mouth.
He shuddered again and issued a long spurt of spunk against the back of her tongue, grunting loudly. The huge rush of sperm filled her mouth and almost sprayed out from her lips had she not pulled back and jacked the rest onto her tongue.
“Yes, take it!”
“AAAAHHHH,” Opeyemi moaned as she opened her mouth and stroked him against her tongue. She watched his face, awash in pleasure. Wads of cum spilt over her lips. Soon, she found her mouth teeming with his hot, thick load.
Musa panted through it, letting her get him off.
“Swallow that shit!” Musa commanded.
Opeyemi swallowed the sweet, tangy seed in a gulp, then pushed the pool of cum in her mouth to the back of her tongue and swallowed two more times. It was a nasty display of her willingness to do whatever would please her lover at that moment.
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