He asked me to come over. Porn sex His cock filled an emptiness I needed filled, but it went deeper, much deeper. He took my nipples into his mouth one at a time, the entire time rubbing my tits with his hands. I had never felt anything like it. I knew what was going to happen, but I never could have prepared for this. He didn’t make a serious move. I had had drinks before, but not a lot, and the last time I went beyond five I got sick. I don’t know exactly when it started, or why, but as soon as I started getting interested in men, I thought about it. Then when my curiosity couldn’t grow anymore, we finally had sex. That was the length of his dick. When he pulled back, I wanted him filling me, but that was the last time I actually had a chance to think. In no time he had pressed himself all the way in me. He was cute, great body, and black. For the next few weeks, I continued to blow him. I gasped. I knew I wanted more. I wanted to fuck him. Moments past with him kissing my tits, and then he started moving. That’s when I started dating John. I don’t know how many times I came.
