My Mom chat hands on the brick wall, digging in and getting a little roughed up from the force coming at me from behind. There’s something magical about getting cum in again for the fun of it, especially if this time it’s to some big black cock you’ve never even seen the face of. I wandered into this alley specifically to see if I’d get taken advantage of, and I’m happy to report I have found no problems getting exactly what I wanted. He’s high as hell, I can tell that much, but I really don’t care because his cock is black as night and I’d kill for a black son. Just the thought of getting to ride my boy’s big black dick at some point has me dripping a pool of girlcum to the ground where it stays, building up a reflection of Mom fantasies and tainting the land with my twisted urges. I’m easily prey to my desires, I’ve never had self-control, and knowing this man’s going to cum deep inside me and put a real bun right where it belongs has me losing what little resistance I have to even care about who it is or why. It’s funny, he didn’t have to take me by force, he could have just asked, but knowing he thinks I don’t want this somehow makes me clamp even harder around his massive black cock. It stretches me out greatly, and I close around it, trying to push it out with my tender folds. It doesn’t listen, not that I’d let him pull out if he tried. Instead, he takes my tightness as a sign of resistance and pumps in harder. I can feel him pulsing, ready to pump his virile seed deep within. He hilts once, startling me, twice, pushing the air from my lungs, and then one final time, pressing his cock tip against the entrance to my womb before firing a heavy gravy right where it belongs, in my Mom phone sex pussy.