Reverse Cowboy On A Six Foot Nine Black Guy s 11 Incher
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I just turned 20 – a cute white twink with a baby face, a slim twinkish body, and an 8 inch dick.
He’s around 30. Gorgeous black man, a beautiful behemoth standing six foot nine, totally proportioned everywhere. Including between his legs where he’s got an 11 inch black monster dick.
I’m a total black cock slut and I’m also a hopeless size queen. So when we get to his place and I get on my knees and he pulls out his dick, I almost pass out from the sexual thrill that literally shakes my entire body as soon as I see his huge black dick.
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