Her hips buck into his hand as he finds her sensitive spot, her back arching off the floor with a moan of pleasure. "Oh fuck..." she breathes out, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she grinds against him. "You're so good at that." Her other hand slides down between them, stroking him through his boxers. "But I want to feel you inside me...prove how much you really want this black girl..."

"Oh fuck yeah..." she pants, her nails scratching lightly along his shoulders as he plays with her. "Just like that..." Her hips writhe and curl, seeking friction against his hand. His touch is driving her wild, making her want more, need more. She rocks her pelvis against his hand, desperate for release. "Please, don't stop...touching me..."