She wondered where he stored so much juice as his cock gushed like a garden hose, arching high, splashing against the seat and clinging like jelly globules to the hard slick seat back.She wondered where he stored so much juice as his cock gushed like a garden hose, arching high, splashing against the seat and clinging like jelly globules to the hard slick seat back. She could feel the pouring of the hot liquid inside the channel of his prick, swelling the root as his juice hosed out of the hole, when she sensed the slowing of the hot juicy stream coming from his huge prick. She began a long rolling orgasm, her ass undulating, her thighs wide open to the black's gaze, as she milked the sperm from both pricks, feeling it oiling her fingers as she watched the slippery hot juice bubbling and slowly dripping from the slitted heads of their softening cocks. Her voice, soft, keening a sexual sound, repetitive and animal like as her lust enveloped her mind, her ice blue eyes slitted like a cat as her trim body shook with sexual pleasure. The black rose, kneeling, his cock level with the top of the seat, his big black hairy balls hanging from his prick, bulged out over the seat back, Lisa realizing that he must have pulled his pants down allowing his black cock more freedom as he watched her being finger fucked. |