An old black man around the corner-3

It was only moments before he pressed his black meat into her vagina. He had already lubricated it from his previous attack so it slid in more easily. Although nervous, Sandy complied with a thrust of her hips. This time more of his cock deepened into her even further. He rolled her over with her now being on top of him. Her white breasts pressed against his curly haired chest and her chin bobbled on his shoulder. His black arms were a vice around her back…there was no escape.

Again, this young white girl was about to be filled with a black man’s sperm. She knew it but her sexual feelings were allowing it. Another orgasm shot through her and she moaned with pleasure. Another bolt of his jism erupted in her as she became limp. He held her there for a few minutes before pulling his black cock out. He was relishing the feeling of again spewing inside of the small tiny white girl. It was orgasmic joy for both of them.

Afterwards, Sandy managed to get dressed. Her legs were weak and wobbly as she walked to the front door. She was almost in a trance but said goodbye and walked down the porch steps. As she walked to the sidewalk she turned her head. The old black man had a big smile on his face and waved to her.