Part 2: A tad explicit

Part 2: A tad explicit

We made it back to the house with no problems, walked back to Jackie's truck so we can show them they're dealing with real gentlemen. We opened their doors and escorted them into the house. Once inside we told them to make themselves at home and gave them a tour of the house. That way we don't have to accompany them to the bathroom or anywhere else for that matter. Matt turned on the stereo, I got us more drinks so we can continue to have a good time. Now, if you haven't read our first story you have no clue what we look like so I'll give you a brief description. I'm tall, built, white, and God blessed me WELL. I've dealt with black women in the past and found that I enjoy their body movements, but I don't discriminate. Matt, is also tall but not as tall as I am, he's now nicely built but in high school, he was very thin and linky; plus he's also somewhat blessed in that area like myself. 

We started dancing and having a good ole time. Jackie whispered in my ear and wanted us to leave these two and go to the bedroom. Shit, you don't have to tell me twice. I lifted her up, legs around my waist gripping me tightly, all the while she's sucking on my neck. "I hope that's not the only thing you like to suck." I said while her carrying her up to my room. "No, I like to suck everything." Jackie said with a side grin as she bit her bottom lip. She started unbuttoning my shirt, before I had a chance to hit the stairs. "I hope you like it rough because I want you to bang my back completely out. Can you deliver?" This poor woman didn't know who she was talking too but I didn't answer, she'll see on her own.

Clothes off, condom on, on her knees, and she's doing the damn thing. I grab the back of her head and started hitting the back of her throat, unfortunately because of my size and the size of her mouth, her teeth are getting in the way of full enjoyment. So I allowed her to regain control and just please a few inches of me; which is fine by me as long as she's putting in work. She's looking up at me, using one hand to rub my leg and the other to cradle my sack. Her hands were so soft, as she rubbed my leg, and played with them like they were Chinese baoding balls. Trying not to get to that point of not being able to control myself, I grabbed her head again to feel her teeth on my shaft, and my head tapping the back of her throat.