I thought nothing could be better than my own big, black hands jerking the slab of meat dangling between my legs. That entire illusion was shattered when Jeremy Woods couldn’t resistant black cock temptation. There I was-jerking and playing with my own meat- and the cream to my coffee made this a stroke party worth attending. Those white biceps of his kept flexing while his strong hands made the long journey from the base of my big, black cock to the very tip. I got goosebumps the very second Jeremy put the tip of his cock right against mine. Jeremy kept yanking and pulling until I couldn’t hold back a batch of homemade ghetto gravy. He made a mess of my six pack but his handjob technique was off the chain!