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Click hereThe way she said it was like if she had gone shopping for milk and then came back home.
"Wait, two?" I asked as I watched her head for the kitchen.
"One of the cameramen was cute, so we fucked in the shower," Lacey said as she opened a bottle of wine. "He was much better than the man I fucked on camera."
I shook my head. Of course, Lacey would sleep with someone and not get paid for it. "You know you're a professional now, you're supposed to get paid for sex," I said, looking at her as she handed me a glass.
"Enough of the boring stuff," Lacey said. "How is the boyfriend? Is he a minuteman like you said he was when he fucks your tits or can he last?"
"Well," I said as we both plumped down on her couch.
I lind it because it has genuine emotions in it but its the standard Black man with huge muscles and huge cock that is always ready and he never suffers from anxiety.
Like bitch, I’m black, i have an average cock and sometimes i cant perform.
How about something genuine from the men?