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I couldn't do anything but close my eyes and enjoy his attention. After guiding me to my apartment and entering a few steps in, he pulled me into him again, grabbing me by the forearms and gave me another kiss. I remembered that I should have showered and changed clothes a really long time ago, so I told him I'd take my leave. I wouldn't be surprised if he did that to other people too. We talked a bit about the previous night, and I couldn't say much besides "I loved it." A lot of it was still a haze to me, and he seemed to understand. He seemed surprised, but didn't ask me again.
I didn't want him to go through any more trouble, so I declined the offer. He guided me to the kitchen where he offered to have breakfast together. "There you go baby," he said as he helped me get into my clothes. I was struggling to get up because of the soreness so he grabbed onto me and helped me up. I told him I slept wonderfully in his embrace and also that he was the first person I had slept(literally) with ever. It was about 20 minutes until my landlord would wake up.Īs I noticed him opening his eyes I started running my fingers along his chest and nipples and said in a pleasant voice, "Good morning sir." He turned and held me even tighter, while pressing his cock onto my body asking me if I slept well.
I admired how the sun lit up his wonderful black skin, how he glistened and gleamed. It was super gay, but I stayed in that position waiting for him to wake up. I could feel how stretched my ass was the previous night and had a devious smile while I remembered the events that transpired. Again I realized the difference in our size which made me feel really safe to be in his embrace. He was holding onto me real tight and close to him, with his arm wrapping around me. The morning after he fucked me I woke up still partially on top of him with my hand on his broad chest and my leg over him. I had pretty much forgotten this was the guy I paid rent to, I didn't even care about that now, not after the time he showed me.
It made me feel so controlled and dominated. I never wanted anyone so bad, I honestly loved being this obsessed. I wanted to spend some more intimate time with him again, wanted him to take me to bed and make me do things I never thought I would, wanted him to run his huge hands along my tight little body and lay his cock on me to tease me. I wasn't thinking about women at all, not even women fucking black guys. I'd fantasize at work about having his big juicy cock in my mouth, giving it kisses and getting all my saliva all over it, taking in the smell of his sweaty member as I suck his balls, all while he caresses my face and tells me I'm a good little slut. I masturbated every night after the whole ordeal to the thought of him using me again. I was constantly reminded by my own body how Prince pinned me down and made me his, how he pumped his huge black cock deep into me and fucked me ruthlessly, stretching my boipussy to its limits and shaping it for his pleasure. Even though it was uncomfortable going through the week like this and walking around really awkwardly, it kinda felt hot to my dirty little mind. He had left my body sore ever since he roughed me up that night he took my virginity. It had been a while since I saw my landlord again, about a week or so.