Thus began an extraordinary oral sex scene. Annie was clearly enraptured with the extensive dimensions of Mulatto's manhood. A woman possessed by the Spirit of Sex, she blew his horn like Miles Davis playing Bitch's Brew. The girl performed! With this xxx-tra-long, fairly thick, milk chocolate-colored erection as her erotic instrument, Annie really showed off her fellatio talents. Her long braids flying, she licked and sucked and gulped and swallowed with gusto, passion and rhythmic abandon. Then suddenly, without warning (after all, he's not really a porn star; not yet), Mullato blew his load of tapioca-creamy rich ejaculate down Annie's open throat. Not missing a beat, Annie kept on sucking and deep-throating, drunk on Thunder come. Then all that come came up again, creating another creamy, semeny Geyser of Desire. But Annie still didn't stop. She kept on sucking like this was her last blowjob on Earth. Then--oops!---something else came up from Annie. I must admit, it was pretty shocking. In fact, unless you're into Rainbow Showers, you'll probably want to skip the seventh photo down in the right column on this page. My apologies to those who are grossed out by it, but we're sexual documentarians! We show the gross along with the beauitufl (although we do try to maximize the beautiful and minimize the gross). Moving right along, our resilient Annie Body wasn't fazed by her little upchuck moment, not one bit. Kim hurried over with a warm, wet towel, and after she cleaned herself up and gave Thunder a hug, she made it very clear she wanted more... continued