Opening the door softly, Cheryl peered into Tim's room. He lay on his bed on his stomach and enthusiastically examined a glossy magazine. Entering the room and closing the door behind her, she silently approached him and peered over his shoulder. On the page, a luxurious mature woman had sex with two men. One was a tall, muscular guy about 25 years old, and the other was still very young, about the age of Tim. A tall guy fucked a woman from behind, and she, standing on all fours, sucked a strong swollen penis of a guy. The boy was apparently close to orgasm, and accelerated the movements of the woman, clutching her hair and driving his cock as deep as possible into her bottomless throat. The pre-orgasmic expression on his face was very well captured by the photographer, and well conveyed all the dynamism and emotional richness of the scene.
- And you think your father will like it when he finds out that you take his magazines? Cheryl asked in a whisper.
Taken by surprise, Tim was completely at a loss, not knowing what to do. He hastily closed the magazine and fussily began to rake up the rest that lay on the floor near the bed. The comical actions made her laugh, and the realization that she was the mistress of the situation put Cheryl in a great mood. Throwing the collected magazines under the pillow, Tim lay down on her head, turning over on his back, thus hiding the subject of the crime.
- ABOUT! - Sheryl said mockingly - Apparently you liked the pictures! - and she pointed with her eyes at the hillock protruding from Tim's pants, whose member, despite such events, did not want to calm down. Tim tried to pull off a blanket from the chair next to him and take cover with it, but Cheryl, intercepting his hand, did not allow him to do this.
"Don't be ashamed," Cheryl purred, "a man shouldn't be ashamed of his strength."
She sat down on the bed next to Tim and put her hand on his chest.
- What do you like most about the photo? Cheryl asked - the way they fucked a beautiful woman, or that it was done by a young guy like you?
Tim lay in confusion in silence, not knowing what to say, and what would come of it.
“Come on,” Cheryl shook him up a little, “would you like to be in his shoes?”
"I-I don't know," Tim bleated.
"Come on, be a man, tell me the truth," Cheryl whispered, leaning close to the boy's ear. Addressing him like a grown man, the scent of Cheryl's hair and the warm softness of her breasts as she touched his shoulder as she leaned over him, made him fiercely brave.
- Yes I would like to. I would love to, - he breathed directly into the face bent over him.
Convinced of her full power over him, Cheryl changed her position, leaning against Tim with her soft side, which is why her large breasts flattened on Tim's stomach, protruding appetizingly from the cutout of the maid's uniform dressing gown.
- And if it were not some kind of completely alien woman, but me?
Tim felt like a prisoner. He was no longer in control of himself. His tongue spoke on its own, his cock also lived its own life, reacting to the words spoken by Cheryl, who enveloped his body like a fragrant, soft cloud.
- Ooo...
- Would you like to?
Yes, Cheryl, I would love to.
- Aren't you embarrassed by my black skin, the fact that I serve as a maid for your parents, the fact that I'm twice your age, and the fact that you're only eighteen years old?
- No, what are you! You are very beautiful. I've been watching you for a long time and...
- And then in the kitchen... Was that you too?
- Yes, but I was afraid that you would notice me, and ran away.
"It's a pity... It could have happened much sooner if you weren't so timid," Cheryl said with a smile. - After all, I am a weak woman and I need a man, as then in the kitchen ... Always needed.
With these words, she lay down next to Tim on the bed, and turned on her side to face him. The huge hemispheres of her breasts were right in front of the boy's face. The dark skin was in stark contrast to the crisp white collar of the uniform, emphasizing the warmth and velvety of the skin.
- Come on, my boy...
Tim couldn't hold back any longer. Unbuttoning two large buttons of her dressing gown, he released her breasts, freeing her from the restraining shackles of the uniform. Cheryl took a deep breath, and her breasts, finally released, appeared in all their glory in front of the excited guy. Tim did not notice how the black berries of the nipples lay in his palms. "Probably my hands stopped listening to me," the boy thought with a grin. Having fully felt their fullness, he buried his face between this "coffee" splendor. The specific aroma of pizdeishn.net skin Cheryl intoxicated her head. The world has lost its borders. The whole meaning of life now was only to caress these jugs of flesh and Tim had neither the strength nor the desire to resist this.
Taking one of her breasts with both hands, Tim ran his tongue around the circumference of the nipple, causing the woman to breathe more quickly. Then he touched the nipple itself with his tongue and finally pulled it completely into his mouth and began to suck, causing Cheryl to moan in pleasure.
"Oh Timmy, I never would have thought I was your first woman," she whispered, "you're a fast learner."
He stroked her breasts from her collarbones to the tips of her bulging nipples, kneaded them between her palms and squeezed them either bringing them together or spreading them apart.
“Timmy, my breasts are very erogenous, I can come from one of these strokes,” Cheryl moaned.
But Tim didn't stop. He continued to caress her breasts alternately, then both nipples together, then pulling them with his lips with force, then only caressing the huge chocolate circles around them with his tongue. Finally tearing himself away from his chest, he put his hands on Cheryl's hips and lifted the hem of her uniform robe, placing his hands on her buttocks. There were no panties, as you know, and nothing prevented Tim's hands from descending into the cleft between the woman's legs, which immediately parted to the sides, giving him easier access to all points of her cave, wherever he wanted to penetrate. After examining the hard vegetation on her pubis, his hand rose higher, stroking the tummy with the navel hole that got in the way, trembling with excitement, to the chest, but then, as if changing her mind, dived again to the wet cleft of the vagina. Feeling the boy's fingers penetrate into her cherished depths, Cheryl pulled off Timi's sweatpants and took his hardened cock in her hand. Pressing her hips to his groin, she put a member to the entrance to the cave and began to slightly immerse him inside and moistening with juices, then stroking his clitoris to caress his trunk. Then, pulling it towards her, she whispered:
- Come on, boy, fuck your black maid, quick...
Timi rolled onto Cheryl's prostrate body beneath him and drove his cock all the way into her black vulva seething with passion. Cheryl spread her legs as wide as possible, helping his cock to penetrate as deep as possible into her womb. The maid's vagina was well developed and richly lubricated with the juices flowing from it, so Tim almost did not feel frictions, but Cheryl did not suffer from this and she received her first orgasm in the first two dozen of his thrusts. Then after a while the second. And Tim from overexcitement could not come to the finish line. Then Cheryl stood on all fours, sinking her head into the pillow and lifting her lush ass high. Tim jumped right in the back. Lowering the skirts of her dressing gown on her head (she did not have time to take it off), Tim took his hands on her steep buttocks and again began to peck her vagina.
- No boss, I want to get him in the ass. Please!
Tim spread his buttocks wider with his hands and put his head to the "eye" of the sphincter and slightly pressed. Her ass was just as well developed as before, and Tim delighted to feel how the woman's rectum tightly wrapped around his cock, "sucking out" his sperm. And after a few minutes, he growled, filled her ass with his thick porridge.
- Next time cum in my vagina. I love feeling filled with cum,” Cheryl purred.
His cock slipped out of Cheryl's ass and Tim stretched out on the bed, feeling blissfully relaxed throughout his body. Closing his eyes, he looked at Cheryl, who continued to stand on all fours, with her uniform pulled up over her head, with a disheveled oozing cunt, and a slightly open sphincter after violent sex. She made desire come true. The desire of the female to completely surrender to the male.
Surrender to his mercy. Completely satisfy his desires, this is the meaning of her life. Such thoughts made his cock hard again.
"It's nice to feel your cum flowing inside me," Cheryl said, "did you enjoy it?"
- Yes. I still enjoy watching you stand in this position. In such a subordinate. Always ready to give a man satisfaction.
- And so it is. I love sex, I love men and I love to obey them. I am always ready to have sex. It looks like some kind of wave is coming from me. And men notice it and take advantage of me. Whenever they want, without asking my consent. And I really like it. Maybe it's my Negro blood?
- Maybe. The main thing is that you enjoy.
- Yes. And I can get what I want at any cost.
- For example?
- For example, I want you to always fuck me whenever you want, because there are very few men here. And I will achieve this at any cost.
- That is?
"You don't want your parents to know that you watch your father's porn magazines and fuck me, the maid they pay?"
- Well, for this it is not at all necessary to blackmail me, - Tim laughed. - I'm already very pleased to fuck you. Which is what I will do.
Tim now recalled with irony the fright he felt when Sharon caught him with a magazine. Now he felt his power, the power of a man over her, and her timid attempt at blackmail only strengthened his confidence. He liked the power over this beautiful, adult woman who will now fulfill all his sexual desires. He could only dream about this, leafing through his father's magazines.
“What else do you like?” Tim asked.
- I like it when a man takes me suddenly, without asking my desire, just driving his friend into me and having fun. I like it when they humiliate me, call me a black whore, a hole, a nipple. I like it when several men fuck me in turn and when they finish me. I like to carry out any orders of a man and I like to call him master and master. I must be very perverted?
- Ha! And you black whore still ask? Your mouth is only good for cumming in!
- Forgive me, sir, - Cheryl answered happily, - I will be obedient. Just don't deprive me of your attention.
From such words, Tim's rested cock filled with strength and he immediately inserted it and Cheryl, who continued to stand cancer, and began to cover her like a dog. She, just as excited, began to wave towards his thrusts, feeling his balls slap on her stomach. A few minutes later she came, and in a moment Tim finished, releasing his sperm into her insatiable insides the way she loved.
- All. You can go to your place, and at night, you will come to me.
Thank you, master, - Sheryl said straightening her crumpled uniform and fastening the buttons on her huge chest, - You will be satisfied.
She is happy, slipped out of Tim's room.