Lying on her back, pressed beneath the black behemoth, she gasps against his lips as she feels the tip of his ebony shaft poke and prod at her tight little pucker.

Her arms cling around him, holding on for dear life as her legs dangle in the air at his sides.

“ Mmph . . . SHLURRRP . . . Haaah . . . W-Wait . . . Mmhn . . . ”

Too lost in her own arousal to think clearly . . .