Interracial Cuckold Creampie

Dixie looked up at her husband as he came. She knew that he was cumming because he had gone suddenly quiet and his face contorted into something like a mask of pain. But it wasn't pain. Reb's face was the perfect depiction of the forceful release of raw emotion and interracial cuckold creampie.

She waited until he took, finally, a breath. Then she began to coo. "Cum in me darling... let it all go... fill me." She knew he was doing just that, gasp after gasp after gasp. She knew, even though she couldn't feel him.

That was very different from the first four orgasms her body had collected that night. She could feel those men swell before injecting her with their interracial cuckold creampie. The first man, she could even feel his powerful ejaculations splash inside her. That was marvelous.

Freddy, the fourth man, had pretty much wrecked it for the other guys. Not only was he the largest man at the party, but Freddy prided himself on long vigorous fucks. Reb had planned on him being the fourth man, and had personally led Freddy to Dixie. He knew that three guys'-worth of interracial cuckold creampie would lube her up and make the Freddy Treatment more enjoyable.

Cute Girl With Cumsplattered Pussy | Orgy and Messy Creampie | Creamy Pussy

Dixie didn't deny that the treatment was enjoyable; the interracial cuckold creampie was very enjoyable. Freddy stretched her out entirely, and when he wasn't banging on her cervix, the constant friction on her vaginal walls was amazingly pleasurable. There was something just SO GOOD about how Freddy fucked, even if he got a little rambunctious sometimes. There would be soreness the next day, but the orgasms that Freddy gave and primed her for with the others were well worth it.

When she came back to rationality following her second orgasm, she discovered that Reb was fucking his "second wife" Amity right next to her. Dixie knew Reb loved watching her fuck and especially loved watching her full of the interracial cuckold creampie. She reached out for him, and led Reb into a kiss so that he could feel how she shook on each of Freddy's strokes. She knew that would turn him on, and perhaps even make him lose control enough to have an orgasm himself. She couldn't help but smile when Reb broke the kiss, his eyes practically rolling back into his sockets.