Busy Bodies (Chocolate Flava 4)

“Oooh, baby!” she moaned, bum and body jumping in my hands.

She grabbed up her tits, squeezed them, staring down at me, trembling. I looked up at her and grinned, my lips glistening with the woman’s dew. Then I licked her again, and again. I lapped her pussy, stroking her flaps with my tongue, scooping up her spicy juices and gulping them down.

Her long, lithe legs quivered out of control. She slid her hands forward on h

er tits and captured her jutting nipples between her fingers, rolled them, pulled them, as I tongued her repeatedly.

Finally, I jerked my head back and smacked my lips. Then I spread her plumped pussy lips wide with my fingers, exposing her shining pink still more, her swollen clit. I blew on her clit, making her shudder. I fashioned my tongue into a crimson wet blade and speared it inside her.

“Fuck!” she cried, jolted by the impact of my tongue in her slit.

I pistoned my head back and forth, pumping her, fucking her with my thrust-out sticker before burying it inside her and squirming it around, digging deep into her oiled twat. She bent over almost in two, grabbing onto my head, overcome with raw emotion.

I pulled my tongue out of her tunnel and dragged her flaps again. I tickled her clit. She groaned, staring glassy-eyed down at me. I flogged her hardened pink nub with my tongue.

“Suck it, baby! Please, suck on my clitty!” she gasped.

I kissed her clit, engulfed it with my lips, sucked on the swollen button. She bucked, her buttocks rippling under my grasping hands. I vacuum-sealed her clit, my cheeks billowing. Her trigger pulsed in my mouth, the babe quivering wickedly.

“Fuck! I’m gonna come!” she wailed.

Not yet, not solo. This was a shared dirty dance.

I spat out her clit and jumped to my feet, tried to push Monique onto the bed.

But she held her ground, gasping, gripping my throbbing cock. “Don’t forget our audience,” she said.

Then she spun around in front of me, and I grabbed onto her waist and my cock. I probed her pussy, and plunged inside. We both groaned.

Her twat was pure velvet heaven, juiced beyond succulent thanks to me, and her. I grasped her tits and rocked back and forth, fucking the babe. She leaned back into me, twisting her head around to squirm her tongue against my tongue.

Her booty bounced to my frantic thrusts, our bodies melded together with heat and sweat, cock and cunt. I fucked her ferociously, right in front of that lit-up window shade.

But before we both lost control, Monique bounced right off my rod, leaving me hanging and raging—temporarily. “Let’s give ’em the full show, baby!” she rasped, bending forward and reaching back and spreading her thick, black buttocks.

I slapped her hands aside and grasped the twin dark moons, squeezing, kneading the taut flesh. She shimmied her ass in my hands, deliciously rippling her cheeks. She was built back there like up front, no question about it.

I smacked one of her cheeks, then the other, just to watch them gyrate. She whimpered, trembling. I clutched them again, sinking my fingers in deep, really working the pliable ass meat. Then I tore one hand away and grabbed on to my cock, split the babe’s overblown mounds with my bloated hood. She pushed back, enveloping my knob in her hot cheeks. I played the slick tip of my dick up and down the smooth length of her ass cleavage, rubbing pre-cum and her own juices into her crack.

“Fuck my ass!” she hissed, reaching around again and tearing her butt open for business.

Her pucker blossomed like a night flower, just above my cap, right before my eyes. It was time to hit her ass, hardcore.

I scooped some juice from her pussy, slathered my already spit-slippery cock with it, then her crack. She jerked when I scrubbed her bum cleavage with my fingers, quivered when I hit her asshole with my cockhead.

Her fingertips burned white on her black buttocks, as I plowed my cap into her hole, popping ring, filling chute. She was oven-hot and vise-tight. I drove my dick so deep into her anus that my balls kissed up against her butt cheeks, buried.

“Jesus!” she moaned, rotating her plush bottom against my groin. “That feels sooo fuckin’ nasty!”

It felt damn fine from my end, too, embedded in the woman’s ass. I grasped her narrow waist, gritted my teeth, slowly pumped my hips, fucking her butt, gliding my glistening cock back and forth in her chute.

I surged with wicked heat, the babe’s anus sucking on my cock as I plunged it. I quickly upped the tempo, pumping faster, banging my thighs into her back mounds, making them shudder, churning her chute.

She moaned low and long, pushing back against me in rhythm, splashing her cheeks against my body, consuming my pistoning cock with her ass. I hammered into her hole, my fingernails biting into the flesh of her waist. Her buttocks rippled nonstop with the brutal impact of my frantic thrusting. I was reaming the woman.

I pulled back, out, the both of us on the brink, almost over the edge. I hit her pussy again, going from her hole to her slit, spearing into the molten heat of the babe up to my nuts.

Monique arched her body upward, against me, flinging her arms back and around my neck, twisting her head around to flail her tongue against my tongue. I grabbed her jumping tits and pumped like a madman. We weren’t long in coming, not after all that had gone on before.