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The 2nd officemates really lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in among those previously mentioned pick up areas, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican guy called Leo. I was strolling house one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He was standing in the entrance of his double garage, and as quickly as I discussed he pulled the door down behind me, grabbed my arms and forced my torso down over the front of his Merc. Within seconds he had my shorts down and was reaming my arse with his dick, calling me all the dirty names he could think about, hissing them into my ear as he pumped me. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, requiring them higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he twisted and pinched at my hard nipples. His spouse and 3 kids could not have been a lot more than 10 feet away on the other side of the garage wall, however that did not deter as he savaged my arse! Naturally, I must make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I could get, but I liked to put some kind of token resistance or objection to increase the enjoyment even further. Unfortunately, well known as they were, my favourite haunts did not always offer me with a truly fulfilling encounter, sometimes I totally struck out. After one such complete blowout and feeling extremely annoyed and randy I decided to head into the city and see if I might enter into the porno theatre. Although I was just thinking about dick, and the theatre only showed straight motion pictures I might at least view some well-hung stud going through their speeds and envision it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

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A scene had actually simply started in which two little oriental females were on their knees before the greatest, blackest dick I had actually ever seen, it was definitely fucking massive. Not just long however thick and strong too, my own dick started to twitch as I tried to think of the intense pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that incredible prick into my tight butthole, I groaned aloud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Gradually I slid my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid one hand under me to have fun with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my pace now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to tip. I was fast approaching the defining moment as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a great time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. I hastily brought up the tracksuit bottoms and shuffled towards the end of the aisle. Not viewing exactly where I was going (the black mamba was still spurting jism!) I tripped almost as I reached completion. My flailing right hand landed right in someone's lap as I stumbled forwards and arrived on my knees.

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