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Warning: 8,500+ words of intense, graphic, interracial sex between a hung black stud and young blonde.ExcerptI sucked, kissed, and scraped my teeth across her young neck. My 8 inch cock was literally throbbing. I took my right hand up under her jeanMoreWarning: 8,500+ words of intense, graphic, interracial sex between a hung black stud and young blonde.ExcerptI sucked, kissed, and scraped my teeth across her young neck. My 8 inch cock was literally throbbing. I took my right hand up under her jean cutoffs until I was running out of thigh. She yanked my short hair on the back of my head and our mouths joined again. I went for the snap on her jean shorts. It was a button. I took my hand to her breasts- they were as firm, full and real as they looked. Her nipples were rock hard. My dark black hand traveled back down across her silky stomach and tried the button again. Bam! I was in, and just as quickly down went her zipper. I looked down and in the glow of the streetlights- I could see her pink cotton panties. She opened her mouth wide on mine and it was the wettest and wildest kissing of my life. My fingers went underneath the waistband of her panties. Her left hand crossed under mine and went right to my cock, covered by the heavy denim of my jeans. My hand went lower toward Elka’s sweet pussy. She was so smooth down there that I thought perhaps she was waxed or something, but as I went lower I finally encounter a small, soft tuft of pubic hair. Then she bucked me off.I was startled, thinking I had done something wrong- gone to far, but she quickly scooted her cutoffs down her legs and kicked out of them. Leaving her panties on, she put her mouth back on mine, her hand on my aching cock, and spread her legs wide. My large hand returned to where it was but now I had much more room to work. I gently rubbed her pink clit and she immediately put her head back and moaned. She spread her legs even wider. I stayed there massaging her clit steadily as her moans became more forceful. Just then I heard her cell phone buzz like she got a text. She ignored it.I started back in on her engorged clit and she began to speak with her head back and lolling from side to side, “Oh, Mr. Jones, you know what I want don’t you?” I continued my steady rhythm. “Oh, my hot, black lover,” she moaned slowly and her damn phone buzzed again. I slowly, almost imperceptibly, lowered my thick middle finger until it was just on the top edge of her vagina. I curled it. With the slightest amount of pressure, my middle finger entered the oasis that is Elka’s cunt.