Cruising the city outskirts, I spot a desperate duo—an old car, a scruffy dude, and a redhead in a skirt. Oh, and she’s pregnant. Like, real pregnant. This half-hobo dude looks ready to sell his own soul, so I make an offer. “Need a ride? Sure, but the lady’s coming in my fuckwagon.” The guy barely hesitates—clearly, he knows who’s packing the real deal here.

Turns out, she’s his daughter. A little family roadside bonding, huh? I get her to show off those ripe preggo tits for a photo session. Damn, those milkers are something else. She’s around eight months, belly huge, and I can’t help but joke about poking the little guy’s eye with my cock. The guy? He’s just sitting in the back, trying not to cry while I gear up to show her what Big Mike is all about.

Black girls are supposed to handle a lot, but this was too much even for this savanna fox. Did she love it though? Sure she did. Even though I couldn't fit it all in her giant booty, I gave her hell and we whipped up a decent creamy storm together! By the end, she was moaning louder than a jungle cat. Success!

Her pussy might be tiny, but I was determined to make it fit my monster cock. She thought the first pounding was brutal? That was just the warm-up. I grabbed her by those perfect tits, flipped her over, and went for her ass. No slow build-up, no mercy—just full-on, raw penetration. By the time I was done, her pussy and ass were dripping with my cum. I made her ch*o*k*e on my cock one last time, making sure she’d be walking funny for days. Another hit!

Her tight little body’s barely taking me, but I keep going, slamming that virgin-feeling pussy over and over. I’m oiling it up, hitting it from the back, and she’s crying out like it’s too much. Then, mid-thrust, some creep peeks in the window, drooling like he wants a piece. Hell no, I tell him to get lost; she’s my prize tonight. He scrams, and I get back to it, letting her finish me off with her mouth and hands. By the end, she’s wrecked, speechless.