I Had Sex With A Black Man #5 - Sara Jay & Rock The Icon

Sara Jay’s a straight-up cock freak. Old bird who gets wet the second she clocks a fat young black dick swinging down the block. Everyone knows her oldest kid’s the wild white rapper they call Crazy White Boy, mainly because his mom’s the neighborhood nympho who’s already throat-fucked half the local talent. Sara’s fucked so many black bulls the whole scene calls her the Big Cock Bastard’s favorite. Rock meets her at a club, drags her straight home, bends her over the kitchen counter and just wrecks her. She’s choking on every inch, gagging and drooling, mascara running, while he slaps that thick meat between her cheeks, spreads her wide and piles drive so hard the cabinets shake. She begs for more like the shameless slut she is, gets bent every which way—on her back, knees, ass in the air—till the floor’s slick with both of them. Rock laughs every time he bottoms out, tells her she’s his personal cum-dump now, and keeps smashing until he floods her twice in a row, leaving her twitching, cum leaking, already licking her lips for round three.