The air crackled with unspoken tension. I'd always had a thing for Sarah, Mark's mom. She was a stunning ebony woman, with a body that defied her age. Her big tits strained against her silk robe as she poured us both a glass of wine.
"Mark mentioned you've been having a tough time lately, Naomi," she purred, her voice sending shivers down my spine. "I thought a little relaxation was in order."
Before I could respond, she gently guided me to her bedroom. The soft light cast dancing shadows on the walls, highlighting her incredible curves. She kicked off her heels and sat on the bed, patting the space next to her. I hesitantly sat down, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Tell me what you like, Naomi," she whispered, her fingers tracing the outline of my jaw. "I want to make you feel good."
I confessed my deepest desires, my taboo fantasies, my craving for her touch. She listened intently, her eyes filled with understanding and a hint of mischief. She then started to rub my big ass, I knew at that point I had to feel her lips on mine. She pulled me in for a deep kiss, her tongue exploring my mouth. The kiss grew more intense and heated as she lay me down on the bed and started ripping off my clothes.
Soon, we were naked, our bodies pressed together. Her skin was soft and smooth against mine. We kissed for a long time as she eventually gave me a blowjob. The pleasure was intoxicating, unlike anything I'd ever experienced.
She flipped me over and I climbed on top of her. The cowgirl riding position gave me power, and I reveled in the control as I bounced up and down. "Oh, god, Sarah!" I moaned, my body aching with pleasure.
Her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, pulling me closer. "Give it to me, baby," she begged. "Fill me up."
Her wish was my command. Moments later, I felt a surge of euphoria as I cum inside of her. A messy creampie, a shared secret, a night I'd never forget. As I pulled out, she **squirted** all over her legs. Now our **interracial** love could continue for eternity.