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She sauntered back inside, Jamal's cum still drying on her chin. She cleaned herself up and went to check on the kids. They were still engrossed in play, so she relaxed back onto the couch, now slick and swollen between her legs.

God, she needed to fuck someone bad. Maybe next time she babysat here, she'd see if Jamal wanted to get a little more intimate...

The next week, Amber eagerly accepted another babysitting job at the Johnsons'. As soon as Mr. and Mrs. Johnson left, she made her way out to the garden where Jamal was trimming hedges. Her pussy was already soaked at the sight of him.

"Hey there, stud," she purred, strutting up to him. "Remember me?"

Jamal looked up, a slow grin spreading across his face as he took in her short skirt and tight tank top. "How could I forget my favorite cock-hungry white girl?"

Amber licked her lips. "I was thinking...for the right price, you could fuck me raw next time I'm over. I want that big black dick in my needy cunt."

Jamal's eyes gleamed with lust. "I like the way you think, baby. Let's say $200 for a nice long hard fuck?"

"Make it 300 and I'm yours," Amber countered.

Jamal considered for a moment before nodding. "Deal. Same time next week?"

"You got it, big boy." She sauntered back inside, pussy throbbing with anticipation.

A week later, Amber was a bundle of nerves as she rang the Johnsons' doorbell. When Mr. and Mrs. Johnson answered, she had to resist the urge to jump their bones then and there. But she knew what she really wanted was waiting for her in Jamal's strong arms.

After the Johnsons left, Amber headed straight for the garden. She found Jamal in the small shed, sitting on a stool sharpening his hedge trimmers. He looked up as she entered, his eyes darkening with desire.

"Been thinking about this all week?" he rumbled.

"Uh-huh," Amber breathed, handing him the wad of cash. "Now strip and fuck me like you mean it."

Jamal grinned wolfishly, pocketing the money before standing up and pulling his overalls down. His cock sprang free, already half-hard and making Amber's mouth water. She stripped off her skimpy sundress and underwear, revealing her creamy skin and round tits.

"Fuck, you're a hot little piece," Jamal groaned, pulling her flush against him. He captured her mouth in a filthy kiss, tongue delving deep as he groped her ass.

Amber moaned into his mouth, grinding her pussy against his hard length. She couldn't wait to feel him inside her. Breaking the kiss, she turned around and bent over the workbench, arching her back to present herself to him.

"fuck my cunt," she begged shamelessly. "Fuck me like a dirty slut."

Jamal didn't need to be told twice. He grabbed her hips and lined himself up with her dripping entrance. With one hard thrust, he buried his huge cock balls-deep inside her.

"FUCK!" Amber screamed, back bowing as he stretched her wide open. It burned so good, like he was splitting her in half.

Jamal set a brutal pace, pounding into her like a jackhammer. "Take it, you white bitch," he growled. "Take my fucking cock."

"Yes! Harder!" Amber wailed, pushing back into every thrust. She could feel her tits bouncing as he hammered her cunt.

Jamal leaned over and bit her shoulder hard, marking her as his. He brought one hand around to maul her tit, pinching and tugging on her nipple. His other hand delved between her legs, finding her clit and rubbing in tight circles.

"Cum for me," he commanded, finger flicking her clit rapidly. "Cum on my cock like the filthy cock-slut you are."

Amber felt the pleasure building low in her belly, coiling tighter and tighter until it finally snapped. "Oh god, oh fuck, I'm coming!" she screamed as the orgasm crashed over her, cunt clamping down on Jamal's pistoning length.

"That's it, milk my fucking cock," Jamal grunted, slamming into her a few more times before pulling out and painting her ass with his hot seed.

Amber collapsed onto the workbench, legs trembling as Jamal pumped spurt after spurt of cum all over her back and ass. She'd never been fucked so hard in her life.

When they'd both caught their breath, Jamal helped her clean up and dress before tucking his softening cock away. Amber pressed a sloppy kiss to his lips.

"I think I'm addicted to your dick," she admitted with a sheepish grin.

"Good," Jamal replied with a wicked smile. "Then you'll have to come back for more. I'm not nearly done with this sweet little pussy yet."

Amber licked her lips, already picturing their next raw fuck session. "Next week then," she purred before heading back inside to check on the Johnsons' brats, mind still hazy with pleasure and Jamal's cum still dripping down her thighs.

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