She had curves for days, and when she got going, oh boy, did she squirt! It was like a game, except she always won. Her ebony skin gleamed with sweat as she rode me, those big tits bouncing in my face. And that big ass...I had to hold on tight or I was going to fall off that ride. So yeah, maybe it was a game, but damn, it was a game I never wanted to stop playing

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