Grabbing the back of her head so she couldnot pull away, they explored her mouth with theirtongues. They ran their hands over her entire body andbetwe...n her legs. They fingered her clit and she movedinto them even though I knew she was trying not to. Herbody was letting her down. Finally they bent her forward and dropped their pants.I watched as one black stranger pulled out anunbelievable cock, it was enormous, he took that fatcock and guided the head to my wife’s glistening lips.He. The time I tripped while hurrying over to them, dropping and shaking up the beers, was the first time I remember Paul seeing me get hit. “Get your stupid ass up, and get over here!” Dad yelled. I scrambled to pick up the rolling cans and came over to him on the couch where he was sitting. He slapped me across the face, and I dropped the cans again and tried not to cry. “Do you think we can drink that now? Do you?” I shook my head no. Dad raised his hand as if to hit me again, “I can’t. "I need to go upstairs for something," Jen said, "I'll be right back."When she got back she was wearing a micro bikini. The panties were bright green and the bra was bright red. The bra just barely covered her nipples, and the bottoms were so tight that they pulled into her pussy lips and hid nothing. She also had a large tag hanging from her neck which read: Merry Christmas to Bill, Jen and I hope you like your present. It was signed Tom.Needless to say, I was floored. I said, "You have got to. She let out soft moans of pleasure as I continued to suck on her hard nipple, I kissed my way over to her right breast making her moan as I did the same thing.I ran my finger tips down her stomach then over her black thong. I ran my hand in between her thighs cupping her wet hot mound in my hand. I slowly started to move my hand back and forth along the length of her slit she arched her back letting out a loud growl of ecstasy. As I rubbed my middle and ring finger hard into her slit. She.