Blacks On Blondes Wmv I like to watch porno flicks, thats all there is to it. I like to watch
people, and I like to jack off while I watch them. I found myself in my
favorite adult video arcade. I always liked to sit in the booths and jack off,
and once in a while, I would get on my hands and knees and peek through the
little holes that people carve to watch the guy next to them jack off.
Some of the holes were large, really large --- "glory" holes so that the gay
guys could stick their dicks through and let their neighbor suck them off.
I liked to watch guys jack off, knowing that they were watching some hard-core
fucking on the screen. The fact that I was actually watching them do it live is
what Blacks On Blondes Wmv the bulge in his trousers that looked for the world like a huge
penis.
Tracy felt her nipples scraping against her sweatshirt. They were hard
as a rock and her panties were getting wet. By the time they crossed the
Holland tunnel and into the city, she was squirming in her seat and
thankful that they were close to their destination. She killed time by
channelling her erotic feelings into descriptions for future books.
They traveled along the docks of New York until the limo pulled up at a
rather decrepit looking old warehouse. "Here we are, Tracy," said
Latrell as the limo driver opened his door.
"This is it?" she asked.
"It doesn't look like much on the outside, but that applies to most of
the older buildings in the city." Tracy followed him along the side of
the warehouse to a door and waited while he unlocked it. "Sorry it looks
so desolate, but we are in the middle of remodeling. Thats why no one is
here except for my team."
Tracy passed several rooms that looked like movie sets. Many of the
rooms just had beds, and a few had hot tubs. Some had more elaborate
sets, like jungles, beach scenes, etc. She finally saw some more people
when she entered a large room with photography equipment set up. The
walls were painted wth a desert scene, cactuses, tumbleweeds, and one
wall had an old west town's mainstreet done in perspective. Two young
girls stood by a make-up chair. "This is Carla and Suzie. Girls this is
Lacy Lovelorn," introduced Latrell.
"I'm a huge fan," said Suzie shaking her hand vigorously. Suzie was a
pretty young bonde.
"Nice to meet you," said Carla. She was an attractive Latino girl with a
big bubble butt.
"Girls take care of Mrs Lovelorn for scene one. I'll be back in an
hour." Latrell watched the two girls skillfully sit Tracy in a chair and
began piling her hair up.
Latrell left the room and walked down the hall to Tyrone's office.
Tyrone's secretary wasn't at her desk, which meant she was kneeling
before him giving her special dick-tation. Latrell let himself inside
his boss's office. Sure enough the haggard-looking blonde was swallowing
maybe her thousandth load of cum from their insatiable boss. Tyrone was
pouring over the blueprints for the remodeled building. "You can do me
next," said Latrell sitting on the couch and spreading his legs. Carol
didn't even bother standing. She crawled over to Latrell and fished his
huge cock out of his pants before starting on him. As a female employee
of E&I, she was required to service the men on demand.
"I take it our guest has arrived," stated Tyrone. He was reluctant to
take his eyes off the blueprints. He had talked Solomon into modernizing
the building. E&I Modeling wasn't just a front for the porn industry
anymore. They were getting legitimate contracts, mostly cheesecake shots
for calendars and car magazines. They were getting semi-famous models
like Jessica Devereux. Plus, they had agents at the Miss Teen Usa
pageants and legitimate modeling agencies in the city all providing a
steady supply of fresh young faces for the insatiable subscribers to the
E&I interracial/voyuer websites.
The new building, would have a reception area, interview rooms, complete
with casting couches, modern sets, costume design rooms, and water
coolers laced with Xcite. He
couldn't wait. Tyrone put the plans down and clicked his computor to the
video-feed from the set. "That's one hot little bitch," he said watching
the two girls doing Tracy's make-up. "I love red-heads. Seeing my black
cock going into their pale white bodies really gets me off." Tyrone sent
off an instant message to one of the controllers who would send out an
alert to subscribers to check out the new girl on voyeurcam.com. "It
looks like they're finishing up."
"Better get back then," grunted Latrell as Carol was busy swallowing his
load. "That woman on the screen is gonna do more to make white woman go
black then all of our magazines and websites combined."
******************
"Latrell's ready, Lacy," called Suzie knocking on the door to the
dressing room.
Tracy was admiring herself in the mirror. She opened the door, finding
it difficult to get the big hoop skirt through the jam. Latrell whistled
when he saw her, which made her feel warm again. She was dressed as an
old west saloon girl, hair piled on her head with stockings and heels.
"Lets do it," said Latrell.
Tracy spent the next hour Interracial Gangbang Tube Mandingo Pov pulled the guys cock out of her mouth, and I could see the big head
glisten and throb as her hungry tongue traveled down the shaft to his balls.
She reached up and started stroking the guys cock slowly as she bathed his
balls with her tongue. Then, she went back to his cock, and plunged it all the
way into her mouth.
I could see a part of the guys legs, and I could see them shaking. I heard a
low moan, which I presumed was the guy. She pulled his cock out of her mouth,
but left her mouth open, and started to jerk him off. His dick twitched, and a
great gob of white, sticky cum shot out and fell right into her mouth, followed
by another and another.
I began Interracail
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Interracial Blacks On Blondes to place your hand over his crotch to cover up his bulge," he
ordered.
"Is that really necessary?"
"Yeah, it's not unusual for the male model to get an erection when
posing with a woman like you. Just place your hand over it, in case I
get some good shots where it appears. We're all professional here."
Latrell started snapping as she reached up and found her hand didn't
began to cover the length of his penis. She settled for covering the
head area down his thigh.
"That feels good," whispered Lamar. "Feel how big and hot it is."
"ssshhh, we're working." It was big and hot though.
"I'm not used to working with such a sexy white lady. "You made it this
hard." -that line sounded familiar to her- "Why dont you squeeze it?"
"No!"
"If you do I'll shut up."
Against her better judgement, almost of its own accord, her hand gave it
a little squeeze.
"That's a black cock in your hand. I bet it feels a lot bigger then your
wimpy husband doesn't it?"
He was like an arrogant man from a romance that needed taming. He was
arrogant, rude, and had a bad mouth, but she had never been so aroused
in her life. Her puffy pirate pants were soaked with her excitement.
Luckily, Latrell was done with the scene, but he had one more he wanted
to do.
*****************
"Tracy, how come you never use a black man like Lamar in your books?"
Suzie asked.
"I never thought about it before. I guess I could do one about a black
couple. It's just not my thing."
"No not a couple, just a black man. The woman would be naive and white,
maybe married and she can't resist his superior black genes."
"Or what's under is jeans," chimed Carla. The two girls laughed.
Tracy thought about an interracial romance, but decided it would be a
little too controversial. Her readership was mostly, young, married
white women and she didn't want to offend anyone. Of course, Latrell and
Lamar were the first men she had met who actually had the erotic
presence of a romance hero.
"Your last outfit is in the changing room," said Carla. "Take this," she
handed Tracy a bottle of water, "the lights tend to dehydrate you and
you need plenty of water."
*******************
"She's had a considerable amount of Xcite," said Latrell watching Tracy
on the computer monitor. According to the monitor, several hundred
subscribers were also watching live and more would download the scenes
later.
Tyrone and Latrell leaned forward as Tracy removed her clothes. The
young woman locked the door and sat on the bench facing the mirror with
the hidden camera behind it. Both men stared at her engorged clit,
dripping with lubrication as she spread her legs and began diddling
herself. "When she gives in, she's gonna fuck like crazy," said Tyrone.
Tracy played with herself until she began shaking. They watched as she
put her fist in her mouth to keep from crying out. The beautiful young
writer arched her back and both men growled with lust as her orgasm
squirted out on the bench. "A squirter," said Latrell.
"Yeah, and she cums pretty easily. This bitch is doomed."
Tracy stood up before the mirror and reached for her next costume. Only
there wasn't one, just a bikini hanging on the rack.
"Turn the sound up," said Latrell.
Tyrone did as Tracy said out loud, "I can't wear this. It's practically
nothing."
"I'd better get back," said Latrell. "Should I send Carol in?"
"No, I'll come down in a few minutes." Tyrone watched as Tracy tried the
bikini on. They were always sized too small for the models. The top
stretched taunt over her large, upthrust breasts, showing just a hint of
pink areola, and outlining her hard, erect nipples perfectly. The
panties were little more then a thong and the girl kept trying to no
avail to stretch them out over her pretty white ass cheeks. The front
was sheer and tiny, whisps of curly, red pubic hair stuck out around the
sides. Not that it mattered because her entire pubic mound was visible
through the sheer fabric.
********************
"Latrell," called Tracy. She was covering her body with the dressing
room door.
"Yes, what is it?"
"My outfit is too small and who said anything about a bikini anyway? I
don't even where one on the beach."
"Sorry, but some swimsuit shots were specified in the contract that came
to me from your publisher, but don't worry, it's doubtful they'll ever
be used. People and Romance Quarterly will use the wild west or pirate
shots. Calli Cox Blacks On Blondes Interracial Creampie Rapidshare light up the tiny booth, sending beams of
light through the hole. Oh well, I thought. I would take my chances. I put in
my quarters and settled back to watch the porno flick on the screen.
From the glory hole, I could see movement. I could see the changing beams of
light, and hear a muffled voice. I leaned down, straining my eyes, keeping my
body well away from the hole. I peered closer, and my eyes were greeted by a
young woman really chomping on a big, fat cock. My dick nearly ripped a hole in
my pants. I couldnt believe my good fortune. I leaned closer and closer, and
finally, my face was right in the glory hole.
In the light glowing from the video screen, I had a very 
Xxx Porn Black White Dating Sites pussy opening for him as the head of
his giant penis slid up her inner thigh. She thanked god for the bikini,
wondering if the thin material could protect her from the aproaching
monster. Her pussy lips stretched out around a penis-head the size of a
golf ball, it entered her before she realized her bikini was gone. The
bastard had untied the sides while he massaged her and skillfully pulled
it out of the way.
Tracy wanted to scream out in protest. Instead her legs were opening
wider for him and her tongue was busy teasing his again. She was finally
getting the sexual satisfaction she had been craving for months.
Latrell was busy snapping away completely oblivious to what was going on
under the blanket. Before she closed her eyes to kiss him more
passionately, she thought she saw Tyrone taking his shirt off.
"Feels good to have a man-sized cock in you doesn't it?" Lamar whisperd
as soon as she pulled her lips off his to breathe. "A lot better then
your husband isn't it? Does he fill you like this?"
"No," she said meekly. "So big. I don't believe this is happening."
"That's only half bitch."
"How big is it?
"Fourteen mother fuckin inches and their all yours."
"Impossible!"
"You'll see, but it will take awhile to stretch you out. You'll never
feel hubby's little worm again."
Lamar had some serious issues, but his cock did feel incredible and her
body was starting to respond to his slow thrusts. Her hips was raising
up into his cock, the big head sliding back and forth across a spot
never before reached by her husband. "aaaaeeiiii," Tracy screamed in
orgasm throwing her head back and forth.
"Tracy, are you ok?" asked Latrell getting a close up of her sweat
covered face.
"Yes, yes, oh god yes, I'm fine," she replied having another. Lamar's
skillfull hands had untied her bikini top and he was busy rolling her
nipples between his fingers while gently tugging on them. Tracy came
again when Lamar moved his head under the blanket and took her nipples
into his mouth. She opened her eyes to see Tyrone walking towards her.
He was naked, another long cock dangling between his legs. It was very
black like his skin and it was growing as he approached her. It didn't
appear as large as Leon's felt, but it was still huge, probably close to
a foot. Latrell had put down his camera and was pointing a video camera
at Tyrone, filming his approach.
Tyrone kneeled in the sand on the set, his cock now rock hard, thick and
throbbing as he pushed it down towards her mouth. He may have been ugly,
but his cock was gorgeous. He rubbed the head along her lips, her tongue
flickering out to taste the pre-cum, then staying out to lick around the
head of his mighty cock. She took him in her mouth vaguely aware that
Lamar had stopped thrusting. Her pussy felt so full, she suddenly knew
that Lamar had buried every inch of his huge back cock into her and was
pausing to let her get used to it. Tyrone was pushing more of his cock
into her mouth and Tracy's eyes turned from looking down Tyrone's long
shaft to look at Carla as the Hispanic girl slowly pulled the blanket
off her. Latrell was busy photographing the action.
Lamar pulled out and slapped her leg saying, "Turn over and get on all
fours." Tracy did as she was told while Lamar kneeled behind her and
rubbed his cock along her labia. "Is this what you want?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Beg for it slut."
"Please put it back in. I want it." He didn't seem to be responding. She
tried to push back into it, but he still held it away. "Please fuck me
Lamar. Fuck me with that big black cock." He pushed a lttle in,
suggesting he approved of her words. Tracy was going crazy with lust.
She wanted it all and at the same time Tyrone was rubbing his cock head
around her lips wanting her to suck on it again. Suddenly she knew what
he wanted from her and it was easy for her to say because it was true.
"Fuck me with that big cock. Your black cock is so superior to my
husband's pathetic little dick. Aaaahh" Lamar had slammed his cock back
in and started pounding her pussy. "That's it baby, thats what I want
big black cock....mmph." Tyrone had finally grown too impatient and
shoved his cock back into her mouth as she spoke.
Lamar was pumping her so fast, his big balls were slapping her thighs,
stinging her a little. Each thrust of his cock pushed her into Tyrone's.
His prick slipped deeper into her throat until Black Interacial my dick and balls out of the
opening. I didnt know what to do at that point. What do you say to a strange
woman that just sucked you off? Thanks?
I bent down and peered in. There was a guy there, his mouth full of cum. He
smiled at me as the cum ran down his chin and. I had been sucked off by a guy.
I didnt know what to think. I had enjoyed it. Loved it, in fact.
"Thanks," I whispered.
"My turn," he said, and suddenly, he stood, his hard cock pointing at my face.
I backed up, and there it was, his giant cock sticking through the hole, his
balls filling the hole to capacity.
I took a deep breath, and what the hell, I thought. I opened my mouth, and went
for it. 
Mandingo Meaning the bulge in his trousers that looked for the world like a huge
penis.
Tracy felt her nipples scraping against her sweatshirt. They were hard
as a rock and her panties were getting wet. By the time they crossed the
Holland tunnel and into the city, she was squirming in her seat and
thankful that they were close to their destination. She killed time by
channelling her erotic feelings into descriptions for future books.
They traveled along the docks of New York until the limo pulled up at a
rather decrepit looking old warehouse. "Here we are, Tracy," said
Latrell as the limo driver opened his door.
"This is it?" she asked.
"It doesn't look like much on the outside, but that applies to most of
the older buildings in the city." Tracy followed him along the side of
the warehouse to a door and waited while he unlocked it. "Sorry it looks
so desolate, but we are in the middle of remodeling. Thats why no one is
here except for my team."
Tracy passed several rooms that looked like movie sets. Many of the
rooms just had beds, and a few had hot tubs. Some had more elaborate
sets, like jungles, beach scenes, etc. She finally saw some more people
when she entered a large room with photography equipment set up. The
walls were painted wth a desert scene, cactuses, tumbleweeds, and one
wall had an old west town's mainstreet done in perspective. Two young
girls stood by a make-up chair. "This is Carla and Suzie. Girls this is
Lacy Lovelorn," introduced Latrell.
"I'm a huge fan," said Suzie shaking her hand vigorously. Suzie was a
pretty young bonde.
"Nice to meet you," said Carla. She was an attractive Latino girl with a
big bubble butt.
"Girls take care of Mrs Lovelorn for scene one. I'll be back in an
hour." Latrell watched the two girls skillfully sit Tracy in a chair and
began piling her hair up.
Latrell left the room and walked down the hall to Tyrone's office.
Tyrone's secretary wasn't at her desk, which meant she was kneeling
before him giving her special dick-tation. Latrell let himself inside
his boss's office. Sure enough the haggard-looking blonde was swallowing
maybe her thousandth load of cum from their insatiable boss. Tyrone was
pouring over the blueprints for the remodeled building. "You can do me
next," said Latrell sitting on the couch and spreading his legs. Carol
didn't even bother standing. She crawled over to Latrell and fished his
huge cock out of his pants before starting on him. As a female employee
of E&I, she was required to service the men on demand.
"I take it our guest has arrived," stated Tyrone. He was reluctant to
take his eyes off the blueprints. He had talked Solomon into modernizing
the building. E&I Modeling wasn't just a front for the porn industry
anymore. They were getting legitimate contracts, mostly cheesecake shots
for calendars and car magazines. They were getting semi-famous models
like Jessica Devereux. Plus, they had agents at the Miss Teen Usa
pageants and legitimate modeling agencies in the city all providing a
steady supply of fresh young faces for the insatiable subscribers to the
E&I interracial/voyuer websites.
The new building, would have a reception area, interview rooms, complete
with casting couches, modern sets, costume design rooms, and water
coolers laced with Xcite. He
couldn't wait. Tyrone put the plans down and clicked his computor to the
video-feed from the set. "That's one hot little bitch," he said watching
the two girls doing Tracy's make-up. "I love red-heads. Seeing my black
cock going into their pale white bodies really gets me off." Tyrone sent
off an instant message to one of the controllers who would send out an
alert to subscribers to check out the new girl on voyeurcam.com. "It
looks like they're finishing up."
"Better get back then," grunted Latrell as Carol was busy swallowing his
load. "That woman on the screen is gonna do more to make white woman go
black then all of our magazines and websites combined."
******************
"Latrell's ready, Lacy," called Suzie knocking on the door to the
dressing room.
Tracy was admiring herself in the mirror. She opened the door, finding
it difficult to get the big hoop skirt through the jam. Latrell whistled
when he saw her, which made her feel warm again. She was dressed as an
old west saloon girl, hair piled on her head with stockings and heels.
"Lets do it," said Latrell.
Tracy spent the next hour Blacks On Blondes Wmv stroking myself really fast, wanting to cum while I watched him cum.
Then the woman turned right to me. I knew she could see me; there was no doubt
that I was watching. I cold chill invaded my stomach.
"Let me suck your cock," she whispered, the big cock bouncing around on her
nose and ear as she turned to me.
I didnt know what to say. I backed up a little and stood up. I stuck my hard
cock through the large hole, and to my surprise, there was enough room for my
balls, too.
I could feel hands on my dick, and she began stroking me. I heard moving and
shuffling in the other booth, and suddenly, my cock was engulfed in a warm, wet
mouth. Her tongue moved around and around