I thought it was going to be just another quiet night at the hostel… until the tall, hung black receptionist knocked on my door. His huge BBC was already hard, ready to give me a “special service” I would never forget. He slowly closed the door, got closer, and the next thing I knew, he was kissing my neck, running his hands down my body, and pressing that massive cock against me. I couldn’t resist—I let him bend me over, fill me deep, and fuck me so hard that the moans echoed through the whole hostel. Every thrust made me crave more until I was dripping, shaking, and begging for him not to stop.
