A bulge grew in my jeans, ready to answer for me. “Yes,” I finally said, “so bad.” “Mmmm,” she cooed. “I want you to fuck me too. I�...m crazy about you, I’ve never felt like this before. We haven’t had sex yet because I didn’t want to just have sex, I wanted to make your fantasies come true.” This was more than I think I’d ever heard her say at once, but I was loving listening. “Do you have fantasies about me?” “Oh my God,” I said, “so many. I’ve been dreaming about being with you ever. No such luck. As we walked together,Grace holding my hand, toward the lobby, I could see that we were goingto receive a little sendoff. Our mothers, my sister, Grace's friends,and several other guests were waiting for us. I hesitated. Gracestopped, looked at me and said, "Don't worry baby. It's okay. No onecares. We're married. We can do what we want. Now come on. It'll beover before you know it and then we'll be off together."I didn't say a word. I just followed. What else could I. “Ugh.”SMACK.“Ughh!” She moaned a little louder. At this point, red marks were forming on her butt.“Turn around, let me see those titties,” he said, almost gutturally.The young assistant helped her take her top off, revealing a pink bra. He kissed her on the lips softly multiple times, while unhooking her bra. His kisses drifted to her cheek, then to her neck. He could feel her breathing quicken. Her breathing became quiet moans, which turned him on more. He suckled on her buxom breasts as he. Only big titties they'd ever seen had been on black women, usually mamas or aunts.With one quick movement of the blade, the nipple of the left breast was cleanly removed and placed in her hand, which was then closed around it, holding onto the severed nipple like it was a treasured gift. Then he took her blouse, put it in her other hand, and pressed it to the spot where her nipple once was. After all, he didn't want her to bleed to death."She'll know what that means when she sees it. It'll keep.