Intimate Stories Behind black sexual intercourse

Naked under the full moon in black sexual intercourse, she straddles the lounger backwards. The city skyline watches her ride her own fingers, crying “black sexual intercourse” into the night. Every bounce repeats the word: “black sexual intercourse… black sexual intercourse… harder black sexual intercourse!” Wind carries her screams as she grinds to a gushing climax that drips down the cushion in silver “black sexual intercourse” trails.