A Nasty Gal's Dream

Shrima lies on her back, legs parted, one hand between her thighs. She slips two fingers inside and pictures a thick black cock. In her mind she drops to her knees, takes it deep, lips stretched wide. He holds her hair, fucks her throat until spit runs down her chin. When she’s slick and ready, he flips her onto all fours. She reaches back, spreads her ass, and he pushes in slow and heavy. She gasps as every inch sinks past that tight ring, her young body stretching around him. The pace quickens—short, hard thrusts that make her moan. She rubs her clit faster now, chasing the climax, imagining his hot load deep inside her.