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Once Georgia had come down from her orgasmic high, she noticed thatBrian had not cum, so she scooted down, until her face was level with itand opened her mouth, taking his large cock into her mouth until he shotcum down her throat.Georgia choked on the amount of cum as Brian pulled his cock out of hermouth and shot the last few bit into it.Georgia walked out of the door to brian's apartment building, she hadjust had a lovely morning with him, they had had breakfast, then goneback to bed to have sex before having a shower. After that they had gotdressed, Brain in jeans and a tight vest that showed his large musculararms, and Georgia in the dress from the previous night, she had redoneher makeup and hair simply for the journey back to the motel. The lastthing the pair did before kissing goodbye was to exchange numbers.Georgia got into the waiting taxi and gave the address of her motel.Georgia lay in her bed dressed in only panties and bra, she was lookingat her as she had be exchanging. She was apple shaped but also pretty tall.She was wearing a small ,light blue night gown that barely covered her Chunky arms , big tits, big wobbly stomach and big cellulite heavy legs.She lead me to her room , locked the door behind her and like that, we got down to it. We stripped the clothes off each other and I finally got to see her naked and it was hot .We kissed and caressed each other and she grabbed my (now really hard) dick and started stroking it. "Nice big black dick" she said , in that sexy eastern European accent."You like?" I asked ."I fucking love it" She said ." I like dark skin, its sexy! Get on the bed!"We got on the bed, and she lay on her back. I kissed her on her lips, licked and sucked her her big firm tits, kissed and licked her big stomach, nibbled her fupa then spread her fat meaty pussy open and ate her out . After that, it was time to fuck . She got on all fours and I grabbed her by her flabby waistline and fucked the shit out of her, doggy style. After.
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