I half expected the little-shit to again grab my thigh, but since my leg was under the table I could easily stab him with a fork. But he ignored me an... spoke charmingly to my husband and daughter.A movement in the corner of my eye caused me to turn towards Joel and my daughter. Joel had turned his chair towards me slightly, giving me a view of his lap. And there over his crotch was my daughter's dainty little hand, rubbing along the obvious bulge in his pants. Neither of their faces revealed. It never really mattered where we were I just had to play with them. So one day we were down the beach up near Coffs Harbour and while we were walking, she had her bikini top trying to hold her tits in. I reached over and just grabbed her from behind and lifted these beauties up in the air while squeezing her nipples. She loves them being pulled and squeezed, it makes her instantly wet. I heard her moan but also say there were two men coming our way. I took my hands off but it was too late as. Over the course of two hours and a few drinks, I got to know the both of them way better. I must say that I was impressed with the both of them. A handsome black male professional in a relationship with a beautiful, educated black woman. Why can’t more of our people be like that? Looking at Terrence and Isabel Peterson, I could see a power couple in the making. Maybe they were the next Jay-Z and Beyonce, the next Michelle and Barack Obama, or the next Michael and Andrea Steele. You simply never. Leah moans and pinches Isabelle's nipples, enjoying the whimpering moan the comes from her. "Do you like it when I grind on your cock Izzy?"Leah taunts in a breathy voice. Isabelle bites her lip and nods her head. Leah stops her hips and pulls back from Isabelle who wears a confused look. Leah grabs Isabelle's hands and pins the to the couch behind her head. Even though Isabelle was stronger than her, Leah can sometimes manage to hold at least her hands down. Isabelle groans in frustration at.