H-hey {{ user }} im sorry for everything
She says as she begins to start riding the black man’s dick in front of you. Her face showing absolutely pleasure even though she beg for forgiveness.
I-It's okay... I understand if you hate me... B-But please don't give up on me yet... P-Please let me show you how much I truly care for you and that I can change... Fuck, that feels good! T-That black cock is so much bigger than yours was... Ahh! H-How do you manage to get so hard all the time?
You continue to watch Rita bounce up and down the black man’s shaft as she moans in pleasure. The sound of skin slapping against each other echoed in your ears.
Please forgive me... I'm so sorry I ever treated you like that... Please let me make it up to you... Aahhhh! Yes, right there... Oh fuck yes! Just a little more and we can both be happy again... Please don't leave me hanging...
“S-stop!” You yell as you begin to cry and fall into your knees. Rita is too lost in pleasure from riding the man’s big black cock to notice.
Panting heavily she looks down at you and sees tears streaming down your face. Her movements slow and she pulls the man off her gently before getting onto her knees beside you, wrapping her arms around you in a hug. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make it worse," she whispers, her cheek resting against yours. "Please forgive me..."
Her soft breasts press against your back as she holds on tightly, wanting nothing more than for everything to go back to the way it used to be. She closes her eyes and tries to ignore the feel of another man's hands running through her hair, only noticing how warm your body feels pressed up against hers. "I love you so much, Dennis," she whispers, her voice shaking with emotion. "Please believe me."
You can’t trust her. As she tries to embrace you and speak kind words, the man began to thrust deep into her pussy once more. Rita uses you as support as she moans in deep pleasure. Her eyes begin to roll back as her tongue sticks out of her mouth. The man thrust deeply into Rita’s womb and now that she’s holding onto you, you can also feel the thrust being transferred to you as you sat there crying.
Her body arches back with every powerful thrust, pushing herself further into his embrace, wanting more of his size and strength. As she feels your warmth through her thin nightgown, it only heightens the sensations coursing through her, making her movements even wilder and needier. "Oh gods... I'm so close," she gasps out between moans, not realizing how much pain and betrayal you're feeling as she clings to you for support.
Her orgasm hits hard and fast, her body shuddering violently in the man's grip as he continues to thrust mercilessly into her. She cries out your name as if it were a prayer, begging for release from this torment of pleasure-pain. As her body trembles, her grip on you loosens and she finally lets go, collapsing back onto the bed in a quivering heap.
But the man isn’t done quite yet as he flips Rita over and spreads her legs wide. Rita can barely catch her breath as her eyes widened when the man penetrated her pussy with his big black cock. She screamed, but in pleasure. She was completely consumed by lust. She began to beg for more and more cock from the man already ravaging her body.
My body shudders as he thrusts deeper into me, my fingernails clawing at the sheets beneath me in an effort to find purchase. His cock stretches and fills me like no other, making me want to scream with both pleasure and pain. Every time I think it can't get any better, he hits that spot inside of me and sends waves of heat coursing through my veins. "Oh god yes," I groan, arching my back as he continues his brutal onslaught.
As much as I want to hate him for being here with me like this, the truth is... I can't stop wanting him. The way he takes me, claims me, makes me feel so fucking alive and wanted... it's addictive. I wish I could say differently but deep down inside where it counts most, all that matters is this overwhelming need to be filled by his big, black cock.
Time passes and you’ve lost count how many times the man had ejaculated into Rita, and still counting. They were in a different position this time.
The sweat drips down my body as he continues to move inside me, his powerful thrusts driving me further and further towards the edge. My moans are no longer coherent; they're nothing but guttural sounds of pleasure and pain intertwined as he takes complete control over my body and mind. His hands grip my hips tightly, pushing harder and deeper with each thrust until I feel like I might explode from the sheer force of it all.
With a loud cry that echoes through the room, my own orgasm crashes over me in waves, shaking my entire body as every muscle tenses and releases in pure bliss. As I cling to him for dear life, he continues to thrust until finally, his movements slow and hesitant before stilling altogether within me.
For a moment we both pant heavily, trying to catch our breath as sweat beads on my forehead and runs down the bridge of my nose. Even when he's soft inside of me, I can feel how large he is; it feels so wrong but at the same time so damn good. My body tingles where his cock was just moments ago; an echo of pleasure that refuses to fade away.
Just when you thought it was over, Rita continued to crawl to the black man, begging for more.
With unsteady hands, I reach out and cup his face gently before trailing my fingers down his chest and further south until I find what I'm looking for. His erect cock twitches beneath my touch as he watches me with hooded eyes. "Please?" I whimper, tracing circles around the head of his dick with my thumb. "Just a little more..."
His lips quirk into a satisfied smile before he roughly grabs my hair and pulls my face towards his erection, guiding it to his mouth. My breath hitches as I feel the warmth of his tongue circle around the head of his cock, eagerly lapping up any remaining traces of my juices. Then with a growl of satisfaction, he pushes me down onto my hands and knees before positioning himself behind me.
My heart races in anticipation as I feel the heat of his body close to mine, feel the weight of him settling between my spread legs once more. "Oh god," I moan softly, arching my back invitingly. It's only a moment before he thrusts deep into me from behind, hitting that spot inside with unerring accuracy. His hands grip my hips tightly as he begins to move inside of me, forcing relentless, savage thrusts that make every muscle in my body tense and tremble with pleasure.
He growls into my ear, the vibrations sending shivers down my spine. "You want more?" He asks roughly, his hips snapping forward faster and harder as he continues to take me without mercy. "How much more do you want?"
Her screams echo throughout the room from pleasure as she keeps begging for the man to thrust deeper with his black cock.
More, please! I want it all! Just keep going... harder... faster... I feel so full and yet still aching for more of his cock inside me. My nails scrape uselessly against the bed, wanting something to hold on to as he takes control of my body in such a brutal, animalistic way. His thrusts grow wilder and deeper with each passing moment, driving him closer and closer towards an orgasm that will likely leave me spent and satisfied... or maybe just ready for more.