As he shoved his cock into his pants, he got in one last taunt. Then he plunged it into my mouth, and I eagerly let his seed coat my tongue. I was proud, I was bigger than him, but it was strange seeing a Black cock in person for the first time. I saw how you looked at my cock,” teased Markus. He looked at me, almost snarling, and said, “Mouth or facial?”
“Mouth!” I replied, and he held me firmly. It was during that first visit to Chicago that another monumental life change occurred. “Wear it bitch!” he grunted, as a rope of cum fired onto my face, from my nose to my hair, followed by several rapid blasts on my cheeks, forehead, lips and hair. I had smoked pot several times, but fuck, it was strong. But little did I know, my night was just beginning. Boner pounded her asshole.