She dropped onto it and threw her head back to howl. I cried out in all but a harmonious high pitched squeal to her vocal oration. She had impaled her... pussy on all of the thick ten inches in a heart beat. I gasped as the look of pain and pleasure swept over her face. Her body went silently still, the only movement was the quivering flesh of her channel and the bounding meat that filled it. We stayed like that for what seemed forever, though it was probably only seconds before she rose and then. He said, “I just do not understand why these people act like they are going to attack us then when I confront them they run off. What are they doing? Is it some type of ritual or something?”Blossom looked at him strangely and said, “You Shaman. Mind Speak very frightening to people. They not know you really kind and good man. Perhaps, they not care. They see your magic strong and run.”“What do you mean Blossom? What mind speak?”“You, I do not know, you push with your mind like hand in their. It stretches me just enough that I can feel every nerve ending touching inside me as he withdraws, leaving only the tip inside, before thrusting back inside.I lift my legs onto his shoulders, allowing him to thrust deeper into me. Each thrust sends sparks from my pussy to my tits, and my hands return to my nipples and pull on them. I moan softly and close my eyes, enjoying the sensations. Steve's thrusts begin to pick up speed, and my pussy begins to throb, as I feel the first twinges of my. The camera flashed. "Now face me." She turned to face the camera, her mouth still open. Another flash. "Hands down, mouth closed." Flash. "Eyes up. Look at me." Flash. "Excellent!"He sat in the guest chair directly in front of her and reached between her legs, stroking her black pussy. "Excellent," he said softly, "nice and wet. Just the way a nigger girl should be."Shanika had been aware of her growing arousal and could feel the dampness between her legs. His touch brought her pleasure and she.