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accommodated his size
     like it was her distinct pleasure to do so.
    He stood with his legs apart, hands on his hips, working his happy dick into
     her mouth. He looked down at her deep-throating skills, while every muscle of
     his ass cheeks was at peak contraction, adding to the power of his pumping.
     “Hell yeah, you suck a mean dick. Dammit. You swallow the whole damn
     thing. That’s how the shit should be done right there.” He moved her
     flat-ironed hair to the side so he could get a better view of the face he
     fucked. Her sounds of choking on his size made his nipples hard as steel.
    She flashed big, innocent bedroom eyes up at him, nodding in total agreement.
     All he heard were continued sounds of
gngna, gngna, gngna.
Her throat
     vibrated against his cock. She looked downward again and brought her mouth to
     meet his heavy testicles. She sucked and sucked, then eased down for a skilled
     tea-bag move on both balls.
    He moaned and then demanded, “Let me tittie-fuck you, baby. Give me
     those pretty-ass titties. Now.”
    She placed a full kiss on his tip and stood. He lay on his back with his
     forever legs hanging off the bed. She straddled him in reverse, sixty-nine
     style, securing her chest to his hardness and her pussy to his face. From the
     six position, she spit just in between her breasts and slipped his penis up and
     back along her soaked skin.
    From the nine position, he put his face in it, inserting his tongue into her
     creamed-up, dark pink slit and sucking her smooth pussy skin, blowing slightly
     and lapping her up with a long lick stroke. He did a tongue push against her
     skin and licked briskly from side to side.
    She said like a porno star, “Oooh, you so nasty. Oooooh, that shit is
     so nasty.” She felt him devour her pussy triangle. His wet tongue parted
     her drenched lips. She jumped and looked back. “Boy, you so muthafuckin
     nasty.” She then focused on her precision tittie-fuck and asked,
     “You like that? That’s so pretty. My tits fit just perfect around
     that pretty dick.”
    He directed her to the end of the bed, turning her around to face the
     headboard on her knees while he stood behind her. Her ass was propped up high
     for easy access.
    Dwayne grabbed a Magnum XL from the headboard shelf, ripped the corner of the
     gold foil with his teeth and hurried to slip it on, and then entered her all the
     way back on the very first stroke. She gasped and began to yell, “Yeah,
     run that all day long. Damn. Get that. Shit. Get it.” She looked back
     seductively, saying words that would make a prostitute blush. “Uhm, uhm,
     uhm. Look at you. Big dick muthafucka.” She looked like she was mad at
     somebody, and worked him by bucking back hard and throwing much ass his way. He
     popped her fleshy cheeks with a “smack it up, flip it, rub it down”
     move. “Oh, hell yeah. Fuck that shit.” Her liquidity was a voluble
     audible, no challenge for the next slow-fuck song in the background,
     “In the Mood” by the Whispers. But Miki was in the fucking mood way
     before they even met.
    He looked impressed and continued to dig in like his dick was a tablespoon
     and she was seafood gumbo.
    She said in a half-kidding, shit-talking voice, “Uh-oh, cavity search.
     Yeah, I’ll take it all. Get that. Get it.” She yelled like
     he’d made a last-second touchdown.
    He watched her ass work him. “Awww, shit.”
    “Yeah, fuck that pussy. I’ma call you Parkay cause you on a roll,
     muthafucka. Slap my ass again. Slap the fuck outta that bad boy.”
    And slap the fuck he did.
    She gave him a ride as though he was Zorro and she was Tornado, wearing a
     golden saddle, but her words were bordering on hood. “Ohhh, holla at cha
     girl. You workin that shit over, look at you. Get that shit. All up in there.
     Oooh, yeah, you gonna give me that fucking milk shake in a minute, ain’t
     chu? I can tell. That shit is ready to blow. Look at you.”
    He stopped and almost