Cheating phone sex whores have so much fun. I was at a piano concert last night with some girlfriends. It was a classy affair. A holiday concert fundraiser. We were dressed to the nines. I can class up when I want to. I just prefer to be naked and fucking like a black cock whore. The bartender was a handsome black man. You know where my mind was once I saw him. I was hanging at the bar. He was making me strong fruity drinks. I am not one to hold my liquor well. Now cum I can swallow by the jug with no problem. He asked me about my husband. I was honest. That was 4 Sex on the Beaches later. “He is a tiny dick loser. I fuck around on him,” was my answer. He gave me a big smile and said, “I’m off at 10.” Well, after that I could barely focus on mingling. All I could think about was getting some big black dick. I went back for another drink. This time I was a dirty girl. I snuck behind the bar. It was one of those tall oak bars. No one could see over. I was in a cocktail dress. Hair all done up. Make applied like I was walking the red carpet. I unzipped his pants and blew him. I didn’t care. I couldn’t wait until 10 pm to sample his cock. I figured it would be big. He was a burly tall man. Looked like a linebacker. His cock was damn near a foot long. He was struggling to make drinks with my mouth on his shaft, but he didn’t stop me from worshiping his big black cock. While he was shaking a Martini, he blew his load in my mouth. I swallowed every last ounce like it was a White Russian. I pulled out my compact, fixed my face, waited for the coast to clear and mingled until 10 pm.
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