Scarlett Hampton

Times are tough in America and homeowners are having to get resourceful to pay their mortgages. One method of additional income has become the popularity of renting out rooms in your house. Rules have to be set in place so common areas are kept clean. For instance in Scarlett's house, her mother has set rules where unless you are in your room you have to wear clothes. No walking into common areas in your undies or naked. Afterall she has an 18 year old girl living at the house. So can you imagine Scarlett's shock when she comes across one of the tenants lounging in his underwear looking at his phone. Oh my goodness - what if the old lady who rents the other room saw this almost naked black man. Scarlett warns him her mother will get mad if she finds out. I mean, look at that large lump in the front of your underwear. What kind of magical coiled serpent resides beneath that cotton hoping to spring out. Upset that he is being told to wear clothes he pulls off his underwear in protest releasing his black mamba. Scarlett finds herself staring at it. Is it obvious she is drooling. Can the man sense the cream dripping down her thighs from her now pulsating cunt? When asked what would she do with this dick there is only one answer she can give. The truth. She needs that cock in her mouth. It's obvious why momma did not want men running around the house naked. She knows it drives little white girls crazy. Drooling and sucking like Ponce De Leon at the fountain of youth, Scarlett needs that cock in her dripping pussy in the worst possible way. As it enters her she knows where she belongs - as an ornament on the end of a big black pole. Fucking and riding Scarlett is liberated and now realizes she has an addiction. An addiction to Big Black Cock. Nothing new here. White girls will be white girls and they know what they want.