Sharon Lee

Sharon Lee married rich but went and got herself stranded stateside while her hubby did business. So he bought her a guide to keep her amused. Beaches. Amusement parks. Shopping. Whatever. Sharon, born in Vietnam and now living the luxe life in Paris, figured she might as well enjoy herself. Trouble started when her panties got wet just looking at the guy. She never had black before, and the thought had her light-headed. Then it wasn't just a thought. There she was outlining their daily route, fingers brushing over his cock through his jeans, squeezing, teasing, thumb tracing the outline. Didn't take long before she dropped to her knees and tried to shove that monster dick in her mouth. Barely fit, made her jaw ache, but she kept pushing, eyes watering, saliva dripping down his balls. When he finally spread her legs and buried his tongue in her cunt, she came so hard her thighs shook. Then he thrust in. Stretching her. Filling her. She actually worried out loud if her husband would notice how loose she felt later. The Stud just laughed and kept pounding until he pulled out and unloaded across those big, round tits, thick ropes painting skin that would be covered again in minutes. Sightseeing time.