The black dude grabbed me in the forehead of my husband.
At the roadside restaurant, there was a man who looked at me with desire, tried to disguise it, but any woman can tell when she's being appreciated.
He was a black man, maybe 40 years old, not so handsome. By the rough way, he was definitely a truck driver, like many who were having lunch there. I remembered how Vitor, my husband, liked to watch porn films of white women with gifted blacks. By the way, he had even talked to me about being with a denier. In the middle of a trance, I threw a rope and saw that he became much more perverted. I decided to provoke:
As I went to the buffet table, I stopped at the black man's table and asked him where he had gotten the olive (and look, I don't even like olives very much, etc.). Curious, he got up and went to show me where he had it. We talked quickly and I found out that his name was Pedro and he was actually a truck driver. I said that I was curious to know what a truck cabin looked like and he offered to show me. He said that he was going to talk to my husband.
When we went to get dessert, I went with my husband to his table and introduced them.
- Pedro, this is my husband, Vitor.
They greeted each other and I added:
- Honey, Pedro is a truck driver and he said he could show me what the cab of the truck looks like.
- All right, I also want to see what it feels like to be behind the wheel of a truck.
My husband sat behind the wheel like a child playing with the steering wheel of a car. Pedro had already noticed that we were liberal and asked if I wanted to see what the back of the cabin looked like.
I went to check it out, and I noticed that it was even spacious, with a bed.
- Hello always wanted to know what it's like to give to a black man and if you suck good, she'll let you into her!
Peter, who was waiting for the line, without wasting time, came from behind and kissed me. With his big hands he unbuttoned my shirt, took off my bra, sucked on my breasts and continued to lift up my skirt and took off my panties. He fell into a mouth that took me to the clouds. Things were happening very fast, crazy.
He undressed while sucking me with pleasure. The height of the cabin gave a certain privacy, with him now all naked watching me twist all in an orgasm that always makes me soft. Below the sketch was already flowing so moist. He tried to penetrate me and I almost left. In a lapse of lucidity, I asked him to put a condom.
Since he didn't have it, I told Victor to go get it in our car. While he was gone, Pedro was rubbing the phallus on the inside of my chase, driving me even more crazy. If it took longer, I would have left it like this.
When my husband brought the condom, the black one was put on quickly, and it was curious to see how the white of the transparent latex enhanced the color of the dark meat cylinder, which was not as monstrous as we saw in the movies, which is to say, contrary to popular imagination, not all blacks are gifted, but it was a good size and thickness.
Anyway, in my husband's fantasy, he was a colored man with a huge phallus about to possess his wife, and to emphasize that, I've come to call my ebony lover Peter.
It's all in there, Peter, you're tearing me apart!
I groaned like this, at first to make my little horn more excited, but what left was Pedro very crazy. He began to punch with will, more and more strong and fast, in a hallucinatory rhythm. Then I was out of myself, I don't know what to say. It was too good and another orgasm soon came:
- Ahhhh, how delicious! Ahhhh, put more, put more, ahhhh....
That's when Pedro ejaculated. I felt that the molasses in the vagina had increased too much. He was already standing on top of me and when he put his hand in the filled bowl, I got a fright. I was mining something from there. It must not be just my vaginal fluids. Terrified, I pushed him and when I came out, I found in horror that the condom had broken. It was swollen like a ring at the base of the penis and the tip, still releasing sperm.
I dressed as well as I could and ran to the lavatory, and as I did so, Peter's motherfucking dick was sliding down my groin, so much of it was inside me, and I washed myself as well as I could, while mentally, desperately, I was calculating when my last period had been, praying that I wasn't in my fertile period.
I found out later that the condom my husband brought was one of those hookers he picked up at one of the motels we stayed in. Poor quality, ended up blowing up. I just hope I'm not carrying a Creole baby inside me! Now I only carry quality condoms in my bag.
I didn't even see Vitor, my husband masturbating while I was voluptuously giving myself to Pedrão. Already in our car, he wanted to get in too and I didn't let him. It was too much for another to have ejaculated inside me and my husband wanting to complement! Then it was too much!
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He was a black man, maybe 40 years old, not so handsome. By the rough way, he was definitely a truck driver, like many who were having lunch there. I remembered how Vitor, my husband, liked to watch porn films of white women with gifted blacks. By the way, he had even talked to me about being with a denier. In the middle of a trance, I threw a rope and saw that he became much more perverted. I decided to provoke:
As I went to the buffet table, I stopped at the black man's table and asked him where he had gotten the olive (and look, I don't even like olives very much, etc.). Curious, he got up and went to show me where he had it. We talked quickly and I found out that his name was Pedro and he was actually a truck driver. I said that I was curious to know what a truck cabin looked like and he offered to show me. He said that he was going to talk to my husband.
When we went to get dessert, I went with my husband to his table and introduced them.
- Pedro, this is my husband, Vitor.
They greeted each other and I added:
- Honey, Pedro is a truck driver and he said he could show me what the cab of the truck looks like.
- All right, I also want to see what it feels like to be behind the wheel of a truck.
My husband sat behind the wheel like a child playing with the steering wheel of a car. Pedro had already noticed that we were liberal and asked if I wanted to see what the back of the cabin looked like.
I went to check it out, and I noticed that it was even spacious, with a bed.
- Hello always wanted to know what it's like to give to a black man and if you suck good, she'll let you into her!
Peter, who was waiting for the line, without wasting time, came from behind and kissed me. With his big hands he unbuttoned my shirt, took off my bra, sucked on my breasts and continued to lift up my skirt and took off my panties. He fell into a mouth that took me to the clouds. Things were happening very fast, crazy.
He undressed while sucking me with pleasure. The height of the cabin gave a certain privacy, with him now all naked watching me twist all in an orgasm that always makes me soft. Below the sketch was already flowing so moist. He tried to penetrate me and I almost left. In a lapse of lucidity, I asked him to put a condom.
Since he didn't have it, I told Victor to go get it in our car. While he was gone, Pedro was rubbing the phallus on the inside of my chase, driving me even more crazy. If it took longer, I would have left it like this.
When my husband brought the condom, the black one was put on quickly, and it was curious to see how the white of the transparent latex enhanced the color of the dark meat cylinder, which was not as monstrous as we saw in the movies, which is to say, contrary to popular imagination, not all blacks are gifted, but it was a good size and thickness.
Anyway, in my husband's fantasy, he was a colored man with a huge phallus about to possess his wife, and to emphasize that, I've come to call my ebony lover Peter.
It's all in there, Peter, you're tearing me apart!
I groaned like this, at first to make my little horn more excited, but what left was Pedro very crazy. He began to punch with will, more and more strong and fast, in a hallucinatory rhythm. Then I was out of myself, I don't know what to say. It was too good and another orgasm soon came:
- Ahhhh, how delicious! Ahhhh, put more, put more, ahhhh....
That's when Pedro ejaculated. I felt that the molasses in the vagina had increased too much. He was already standing on top of me and when he put his hand in the filled bowl, I got a fright. I was mining something from there. It must not be just my vaginal fluids. Terrified, I pushed him and when I came out, I found in horror that the condom had broken. It was swollen like a ring at the base of the penis and the tip, still releasing sperm.
I dressed as well as I could and ran to the lavatory, and as I did so, Peter's motherfucking dick was sliding down my groin, so much of it was inside me, and I washed myself as well as I could, while mentally, desperately, I was calculating when my last period had been, praying that I wasn't in my fertile period.
I found out later that the condom my husband brought was one of those hookers he picked up at one of the motels we stayed in. Poor quality, ended up blowing up. I just hope I'm not carrying a Creole baby inside me! Now I only carry quality condoms in my bag.
I didn't even see Vitor, my husband masturbating while I was voluptuously giving myself to Pedrão. Already in our car, he wanted to get in too and I didn't let him. It was too much for another to have ejaculated inside me and my husband wanting to complement! Then it was too much!
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