There is nothing more beautifully natural than a female losi..

There is nothing more beautifully natural than a female losing control…. Whether married or single, we’re all vulnerable to men like Jamarcus. So enjoy the next installment😊 If a significant part of a woman’s role is to keep her man’s darker desires satisfied, then the reality for me was that I was now Jamarcus’s woman for all intents and purposes. In the span of approximately 48 hours, my life had been turned completely upside down - even within the unusual context of having been shipwrecked on an uninhabited island in the Mediterranean. I had willingly assumed the role of lover for my husband’s stud defensive end. But it had been a transactional arrangement. I had agreed to be Jamarcus’s sexual outlet for the remainder of our stay on the island, for however long that would be, to achieve a greater purpose. In exchange for his open access, Jamarcus agreed to keep his enormous black dick (and more importantly, his undoubtedly virile DNA) out of my fertiIe y0ung daughter’s womb. Even when taking into account the utter chaos it had thrown my life into, I still considered a good deal. Which is why, in the immediate aftermath of my husband’s and daughter’s abrupt departure from our camp, I made the decision to dry my tears, gird up, and start living up to my end of it. I went to Jamarcus that night telling myself that I would punch the time clock, take care of my business, and then punch out again. And Jamarcus, for his part, seemed to have also gotten the same memo. He was (quite impressively) fully erect by the time I managed to free him from the confines of his shorts. And out of either some bizarre sense of polite respect for a female elder or a curiosity at how I might mange this peculiar situation, he allowed me to take complete control over our encounter. So, breathing a sigh of relief that my face wasn’t already being forcibIy pressed into the dirt as Jamarcus attempted to fit himself inside my snug, married cunt, I took his thick dark shaft into the gentle grip of my palm and began to slowly stroke it back and forth. If everything at that point had gone according to my plan, Jamarcus would soon be shooting a hot load of cum all over his own midsection. And like any good transactional whore, I would dutifully clean him before quietly returning to my side of the camp. Mission accomplished. The problem, however, was that the wheels came off of my plan almost from the very outset - And ironically, in no part whatsoever because of anything done or said by Jamarcus. It was all because of the tremendous heat radiating from every cell of his manhood. Coupled with the rhythmic gliding of my tiny white hand in the dancing firelight, it instantly had an almost hypnotic effect over me. And that in turn triggered an awareness deep within me that I wasn’t just engaging in some mechanical act that I’d determined was a means to an end. I was a woman actively participating in a highly intimate act with a very desirable member of the opposite sex. And that one simple subconscious mental connection made me instantly realize that I hadn’t felt like a woman in years. To Jamarcus I must have looked ridiculous as I stared unblinkingly mesmerized at his penis. To a man like my husband, I assumed that a penis like Jamarcus’s would most certainly be intimidating. It certainly was to me as well, but in a much different way. I was currently facing down the very real and present danger of being fully impaled by this specimen, and that prospect filled me with equal parts of both trepidation and curiosity. But it wasn’t until a low pitched moan escaped from the depth of Jamarcus’s throat that I truly lost control of the situation. Because at that very instant, the light from our dying campfire reflected a glint at the tip of his massive erection that every cell in my female body screamed for me to taste. And with that, I reflexively leaned forward and gently kissed the gorgeous tip of his erection, simultaneously coating my lips in the delicious dollop of his precum that awaited me. And as the delicate scent of this y0ung stud’s masculinity filled my nose, I not only lost complete control of the situation but of myself. For those on autorenew, check your DM’s for the rest of this vid ❤️