I couldn't believe this was happening to me. Just a few minutes ago, I had been wishing with

everything I had just to have a big dick inside me. My dreams had come true. That, I guessed,

was just the uber-rich lifestyle. Gardner fucked my face for some time, until I finally pulled

his long hose out of my mouth for a... until I finally pulled his long hose out of my mouth

for a bit and said, Gardner, you've got to fuck me and my pussy. I really need to get fucked. Yes, madam, he replied. He moved off of me.

Then knelt between my legs, holding them wide for a good look at my wide, open, dripping pussy.

Oh, fuck me, Gardner. Please, please, I begged as my body was already

burning up in anticipation of having the long hose inside me. My pussy was dripping juice and

quite open in readiness to receive the black mamba. He stuck a finger in my moist pussy and began

fucking me with that. Oh, Gardner, Gardner, you're driving me crazy. I cried out, fuck me, I snapped.

Then Gardner flipped me over on my stomach, pushed my face down on the air

mattress, and grabbed my butt cheek, using his knees to push mine up and apart. He then grabbed me

by the ass cheeks, and with a sure, quick movement, thrust his big man-meat deep into my pussy.

"'Aye, aye, y, I cried Gardner.

"'Oh, Gardner, fuck me!' I moaned.

He fucked me with the strength for which he had been famous in his little Fulani village,

the strength which even married women

often sought out, when their own husband's cock no longer functioned. His thighs slapped against

my ample ass. I reached between my legs and fondled his jiggling balls. They were filled with cum juice, I knew.

I couldn't wait until it would come spurting out of his dick so that I could slurp down

every last drop. I stretched out farther on the air mattress, thrusting my randy butt higher

into the air to receive the tremendous dick of my Fulani Gardner.

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