Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Black Woman's Fantasy Final

Katrina is the first to break the silence, "Oh Chris," She whispers, "What have you done to me? That was incredible. I feel so... so... mmmmmm." She hugs me tightly, pressing her whole body up against mine. My spent cock is still buried deep in her teenage pussy and my head is still reeling from the culmination of my fantasy. I am in awe that I've actually just eaten and fucked this breathtaking young black woman.

"Do all your photo shoots end like this?" She says, running her hands up and down my back and smiling at me.

"Never." I tell her. Looking into her beautiful brown eyes, I feel my cock stirring already and I start gently rocking on top of her.

"I don't believe you!" She says, "Now I know I have to see the pictures of these other models. If you did to them what you did to me..."

I cut her off, "There are no other models, Katrina. There's just you."

she says, staring at me

way I could think of to try and make it

at me and then starts laughing, "You did all of this just

to date employees."

laughs, shaking both of our bodies with her laughter, "That's good. No dating, but you can shoot nude photographs, eat their pussy and fuck their brains

bodies are still

Chris I'm flattered. The guys I date think that pizza and a movie should get them laid and they'd rather skip the movie. You did all of this, invented these clients and put on this elaborate charade, not to mention given me the best sex I've ever had, how could I be

of the ruse. I planned

I'd feel like a whore taking your money after all this. Besides there