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My husband knows how much I need a nasty anaconda to ream out my rims and brings his black friends over to “mess up his wife” on the reg. He’s such a good man to let his buds bust me out with their perfect pitch black poles like he does, I can’t think of a better friend or husband to anyone!
He’s on a bowling team with an incredible specimen of a king named Darnel. His muscles have muscles, he’s so fucking buff, and his footlong sub packs a good four inches of girth, judging by how stretched out my pussy is after he’s done manhandling it. Just like when they’re toppling pins on the lanes, my hubby cheers Darnel on as he crashes into my gutter and makes my turkey gobble. He doesn’t spare me one bit, giving me everything he’s got as he pounds his way toward a perfect gash gooping, jizz slinging finish.
I have to have some big black cock in my life and my sweet man knows that. Lucky for me his gorgeous friends have exactly what my nasty nooks need. That big ol’ ebony bone and sweet, pearlescent cum.