“That’s right!” she gasped, popping that ass up and down his cock with long, exaggerated hip motions, again and again and again. “Nastiest bitch you’ll ever meet!” It was an amazing sight, watching that pussy-slick white pole disappear into her body and then emerge again, time after time. He had been driving the action before, but now She was doing all the work, wrapping her pussy around His jutting, monster spike and milking that shit, showing him what a slutty, dick-taking Barbie she really was. It was like her pussy was bottomless, the way she took inch after inch of pipe into her sopping, churning guts.

Soon, they were fucking in earnest, him thrusting back into her, their hips meeting with en explosive bang as his hands groped and squeezed her ass, her tits, every part of her body that seemed enticing. Her ass-mounds slapped against his thighs and her breasts poured through his fingers. “I’m workin’ your cock like a fuckin’ Slut,” She seethed back at him as he grabbed her neck and his hand closed around her throat. “This little slut wants your seeds. I want that fuckin’ white nut. I want that fuckin’ cum in my pussy! Breed me, white boy! Breed me like a fuckin’ Who-o-o-o-o-re!”

Her final forbidden word became a warbling, yodeling shriek as He buried himself to the balls. she’d managed to take every inch of that monster, her belly was nothing more than a dick-sleeve. She was totally stuffed with white dick and her pussy would no doubt never be the same after such a brutal resizing. Her arms and legs went limp and spasmed as she had the most humiliating orgasm yet; an eye-rolling, inglorious, nostril flaring, tongue-wagging, spine-bending cumquake.

Every muscle on her gorgeous, fit black body stood out in a rictus. Sculpted shoulders, slender, graceful, balletic arms and calves, all the same caramel brown color. Sweat danced on her skin. Her breasts bounced and draped over his gripping forearm, the dark nipples painfully erect and raised. And as ever, her ass-mounds, those two bubbly hemispheres that were her calling card her entire adult life, compressed against His pelvis, bulging out.

“Take my cum,” He growled. “Fuckin’ slut!”

He growled and orgasmed with her, and her mouth gasped silently at the sensation; she could feel him cumming, bloating her womb with fat spurts of jizz from that sperm cannon, drowning her most sacred place in a tar-thick reservoir of white reproductive material. It was so hot and heavy and thick! She could feel it in her womb, filling her, pouring back out of her pussy. With each twitch of his cock, a nasty, chowdery splurt of semen was ejected from the tight seal her pussy made around the base of his cock, slopping down onto his balls and the chair seat.

Her switch had been hit. The brutal, soul-evaculating orgasms had more intense than anything she had ever felt. She looked down at her own cunt with glazed, spent eyes and looked at the bulging dick-shape that was pushing up on her skin with pure awe, as if she was looking on the face of god for the first time. In a way, she was. He cock had reshaped her body, but it had done the same to her mind. The admission that she loved his pussy destroyer no longer came with a sting to her pride. Her desire for it was pure.

“Thank me,” He growled into her ear.

“Thank you, daddy.” The response was immediate and natural. She did not hesitate or have any second thoughts. It felt right . His brutal white cock had resized her pussy and tamed her soul...