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Amanda. Content Warning. AI-Generated.
Black ebony colored tall 6ft lady named Ammanda, pointed breasts, 5years older than me, am in college and she works for central bank of Wakanda, she doesn't date always serious, busy and private, she rents our guest wing, always clean and tidy like she has ptsd, does not use our swimming pool, but one day, when all my family members are gone on vacation and i remain because i am writing exams. She behaves out of the ordinary, she swims in the pool, in pink bikini, she eats with me my ice cream, she asks me to apply sun tone on her body, in the evening she asks me to massage her, she gets naked i massage her every point on the body, i am horny but she doesn't mind me, then she stands and goes back to the pool, naked. She comes back locks the door and sleeps. Two days later she repeats the act, only this time she asks me to show her the size of my dick, its 16.5 inches. Itouches it, says impressive, but still unbothered she locks me out and sleeps. On a sunday she comes from her church service, finds me eating, she joins, she helps me clean up, then asks me to apply hair remover on her pussy, armpits and she does the same to me, we sit out listening to Yo Maps music. After the hair remover does its work, I clean her out, as she cleans me she puts the tip of my dick in her mouth, slowly, she sucks me out as she works on it. After a good 7 minutes i nut in her mouth. She dives in the pool, i do the same. After swimming, we go to her house, our guest wing she rented, we wipe again she starts touching my balls looking at them intently like she's studying them and learning them, passionately she strokes me again, lubricating everything with saliva, she makes me stand and starts kissing me passionately, i inhale her breaths, this time she forces my shoulders down like telling me to kneel, i go down, she presents my nose then mouth with her dark dream but shinny, large but tight cool looking pussy, i smell it i eat it i leak it, at first she doesn't make any sound like she's not feeling anything, slowly she grinds her crotch on me, she mourns slowly as if afar then getting closer, she she succumbs and falls on the bed, i lift one leg as if spreading her feet, she's so wet am so hard but i am still scared, i am thinking she will change her mind and chase me, so i make her mourn and mourn and she shivers as she cums. She thanks me, she gets her sleeping gown, and sits, a bit serious she commands me to sit on the bed next to her. Shew warns me that no one can ever find out about anything, she says i should continue respecting her because we are not friends. I agree, as i try to dress up and go, she pulls me and kisses me again, she re awakes my dick, slowly sits on it and starts riding me, she looks in my eyes as shes does it, shes loving it and i'm falling for her by each stroke of a ride. I am overthinking everything like I'm dreaming so I can't concentrate and I can't cum. I enjoy watching her as she cums three or four times. She asks me to do her from behind, her shape is so awesome i lick her pussy from behind, i do her so much she cums again. We go into the shower, then back to bed, the sitting lounge, like we cant get tired of each other, I cum back in bed, and she remains sleeping, I dive in the pool, i cant believe what happened.
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