A rough encounter at a filthy motel room

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A rough encounter at a filthy motel roomI was home alone one late night, chatting in the net with some different men.I finally found Seamus, a black guy who seemed to be a polite gentleman, very pleasant and genuine. Like mostly chats do, it eventually turned to sex and he told me he was watching porn while we were chatting. I asked what kind and he answered a gangbang, where many niggers were enjoying a sexy redhead married bitch.He sent me the link and I watched the same movie.From that night, it turned into a sort of relationship.We both exchanged pics; I showed my naked body and he sent me his. I got mad when he finally sent me his very huge black cock…Seamus told me he was in his late forties, divorced and horny…After two weeks, he started insisting we should meet somewhere for coffee or a drink. He said we could meet even in a motel room.He was so persistent. At first I was reluctant, since I was a married woman and, although Victor did not fuck me properly sometimes, I loved him amasya escort with all my heart…Seamus kept asking and asking until I finally gave in. I agreed to meet him at a motel along the highway. I had chosen to wear a summer dress, something conservative.The excitement I felt about meeting him turned to nervousness…I hit the highway and soon I reached the motel. I almost turned around when I saw the place: it was cheap and dirty.But before I had a chance to even consider turning around, Seamus came into view just a couple yards away from my car.He waved at me and I parked just in front of his room.Seamus smiled and he hugged me, saying it was nice to meet me.As we got closer to the door, he stepped back and he made me go inside before him. The room was dark and filthy; it smelled tobacco, seat and sex…Seamus closed the door behind us and he smiled at me.He was a little heavier than he looked from his pictures and a little older looking too. He was not wearing any shoes.He escort amasya stared at me, saying I looked even more beautiful and sexier than my pictures. The black guy got closer and he put his hands around me. Both hands soon were rubbing and squeezing my firm buttocks…Seamus then started to kiss my neck, as his hands felt my ass.I felt his hands making my light dress to ride almost to my waist.His fingers were now creeping down between my parted thighs.All of a sudden I felt one hand at the back of my neck, untying my dress. Before I had time to react, I was standing there almost naked; just wearing a tiny thong and my sexy stilettos.His both hands were on me again, rubbing up and down. He suddenly unbuckled his belt and pants. He started kissing my red lips, sliding his wet tongue inside my mouth. He grabbed my wrist and held it in front of his crotch, rubbing his cock on my hand until I opened it, then closed my hand around it. His black cock was bigger than my husbands. I amasya escort bayan was a bit large; but the cockhead felt really huge…I began stroking it up and down, as Seamus squeezed my hard nipples. He leant on me and sucked them into his mouth.He pushed on my shoulders, making me sit on the bed’s edge. He slid his knee in between my thighs, spreading them apart and stepped between them. With both fists clenched in my hair, he moved my head closer, rubbing his cock on my face until I opened my mouth. As soon as he slid his hard cock in, he thrust forward and pulled back on my hair and just held me there. As his cock hit the back of my throat, I gagged on it; but the bastard did not allow me to take a breath…Seamus pulled out for a second and right back in, again and again until he started just fucking my throat. He kept whispering quietly, calling me a fucking cheating white married slut.He did not let my head go until the first shot of his thick warm cum filled my mouth. He pulled out just enough to finish spraying more all over my face.When he finally was done, he picked up my own dress and he wiped his cock clean on it. The nigger bastard then looked at me in my eyes, laughed and asked if I was ready to continue some fun…

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