Would You Like Me To Pleasure You Next, Just Like I Do For My Boyfriend?

The only fantasy he had that he had never mentioned to me was of me fucking a well hung black guy. We still enjoyed sex but neither of us had that feeling of excited lust where our blood pumped hotly through our veins anymore. I felt as if in a trance as I lay back watching the events unfolding in the movie. I’m sorry, I really am, but I just got so hot. “Of course he will. My voice was tinged with the excitement I felt as I asked him, “Just how big is your dick Willie, I’m not that big down there and I know it’s going to hurt if you’re as big as some black guys I’ve seen in movies but I really want to feel full and stretched. I told Jack what I had done and he read our messages and said, well I guess we’ll wait and see if he liked what he saw. In my mind I became the woman and Jack was watching me fuck the black guy on the screen.