Jack London

It's been only a few hours since my last black dick feeding and this gay boy was getting hungry. Unlike white boys like me, it would take a while to milk this black dick of all its milky goodness. It's too bad that the only thing separting us was this wall but the creepiness of it made it that much hotter. It made me guess if he was a hunky black stud with raging muscles or some twink like me. It didn't really matter once I had him deep down my throat and deep into my belly. His cock was pulsating in my mouth as I was worshipping this mighty gay gloryhole. Hell, for all he knew it was some ugly girl sucking him off but that didn't bother me one bit. What did bother me was how long it was taking me to stroke his fat salami and my tiny hands didn't stop aching. It was a good pain and soon I was given the mother load of hot black goo all over me.