Lastnights dream fuck
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Last night I had a fantasy like no other but I did bring it on myself because I had been trawling the porn sites looking for well endowed Africans so let my story begin..............
I woke up to find my self in a hut made of twigs and straw and I was lying on soft soil naked, I knew straightaway that I was in deepest Africa because of all the sites I had been watching that night but I wasn't ready for what was to come.
I heard about 6 men talking and one by one they came into the hut and stood over me, they were all completely naked and they had sweat all over their steel like bodies but the smell wasn't unpleasant but to tell you the truth I wasn't bothered anyway as my eyes were fixed on six very well endowed limp cocks looking down at me.
I started to get up but the guy in front of me gently pushed me back so I rested on my knees in front of him or should I say his cock, I looked at him and he smiled back at me and he moved his cock towards my mouth, I didn't need any translation as to what he wanted me to do and I was quite happy to oblige.
I put my hand round his shaft and it felt so warm but soft to touch, I opened
my mouth and started licking his glands with my tongue straightaway his cock
started springing to life and it started swelling and growing in front of my
eyes like a big cobra rising to strike.
I pulled away from his now growing cock and looked at his friends and they were all stroking their own beautiful glistening hard organs. when I turned to the cock I was enjoying it had grown to its full stiff 12" not very thick thank the Lord as I would have struggled enjoying the size in my mouth but very tasty.
I opened my mouth and felt him slowly but tenderly push it between my lips
and I started sucking it while wanking his shaft
After what seemed an eternity I heard him grunting and felt his cock ready to
explode so I let him pull his throbbing cock out of my mouth and I laid on the
ground looking up at all 6 cocks.
I have never been showered with cum before especially from so many black
cocks but when it happened!
I opened my mouth and had one of my best ever experiences and the taste was like
nectar but very creamy.
I woke up and was very sweaty and soaked in my own cum. One day if dreams do come true I hope it wont be long before this one happens
Truth be known I have never had the pleasure of a gorgeous black cock in my mouth never mind 6 but yet again who knows.
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