I spread her whipped black ass pussy lips and licked passionately, moaning against the burning, soaking flesh as she mirrored my whipped black ass actions. The pleasure was growing and building, reaching that shattering pinnacle. My whole body was whipped black ass on fire. "I'm going to cum," I stammered into her, sucking harder. "Me too," she cried. "Soon." I wasn't going to let myself go until she did. I pulled back from her tongue a bit, holding until I heard her moans turn to screams, and we whipped black ass came in a smooth, drunken, hot unconsciousness. She scooted up next whipped black ass to me, playing with my hair. We both lay with our heads in our hands, smiling at my boyfriend, who had stripped down to his boxers. A string of cum trickled down his pants, thrown on the floor.
We got as far as the parking lot when she told me she'd forgotten something and needed to go back to the room. Michelle took my hands, cupped them around her firm full breasts and told me, that if I waited here for her, I'd get the rest later. I could hardly wait! While Michelle walked away from me, I took the opportunity to rub myself through my jeans. My whipped black ass cock was aching for a damn good fucking, and I could tell from Michelle's tone, that she would keep her promise. Ten minutes passed before I thought about going back up to the room, so I headed up again, thinking that we'd already missed out on getting tickets to the movies.