Go to the hotel with 2 teen girls, female students after school

Go to the hotel with 2 teen girls, female students after school I figured there were at least twenty of them. It was so full of cock. Zafra yelled out in his native language, and I felt his massive pipe throb in my pussy, and I knew he was pumping his fertile sperm into my baby maker. Men would talk to the brothers and look at me, but I had no idea what was happening. Zafra dropped on the bedroll and motioned me over; I straddled him and knelt over his waist. I arrived in Africa on a Monday, and on Wednesday, I arrived in the Kabye village. It’s a tattoo, and the ink is in your skin. What would you like?” one said in English but with an African accent. “Umm, I moaned softly. I looked around at the men as they prepared to see me get fucked good. “Oh God, what’s happening to me,” I cried out before Zafra’s mouth covered my lips. “Oh my God, wash it off, get it off me I screamed. OK, which one of us do you want to play with?” one of them asked. “Jesus, Becca, no, here it is,” Iggy said, pushing my labia to one side. I had the baby, a ten-pound boy; of course, he was half-African. There was a steady stream of black men in and out of my room until my mom knocked on the door.