He flipped me over onto my stomach. Firmly pressing my head against the mattress. I arched my back just as he liked. My breast and collar bone was aligned with the bed. My ass high in the air. My pudge was adjacent to his waistline. He would grip my love handles with care. He massaged my clitoris to his liking of wetness. He knew that I didn't like him to enter inside of my pussy with force. I liked foreplay. To be teased, chocked, aroused and
sometimes whooped. Rubbing his dick head back and fourth against my pussy. He would inch centimeters of his thrust full dick inside of
my throbbing pussy. I could feel the firmness of his big black cock arising. Pussy juicy running down in between my inner thighs. I could feel my birth canal separating. I was ready for the grand finale. I knew this nigga was about to put in some work. Ending with pain. I raised my back up with tense. He pinned me down with force. Seemed like he was going 100mph inside of me. Pain plus pleasure was all I needed. He would fuck me to aromatherapy music. In the beginning he would fuck me like a jack rabbit. Then he slow it down like a turtle in a race. His balls would connect with my clitoris. Causing a clapping sound. Music to our ears. Punching bag to my anger. He stretched his arm down the center of my back. Grasping my neck. He would choke me repeatedly. Just enough for me to beg for air. Whispering in my ear "take this dicc".
