But I was frozen, mesmerized. She rubbed rapidly, then slowed down, massaging herself under the skirt. "She's fully dressed," I told myself. "It's com...letely natural." She's a beautiful girl of no more years than a baker's dozen, obviously in touch with her body already. I felt my dick hardening in my gym shorts. Fuck, this is getting weird. Just a couple more minutes, to see what she does.She folded her skirt back to reveal clean white cotton panties. Her fingers were inside them. I flinched. With a swift slap across the mouth I turned around and bent him over hisdesk. Don't you ever ask me why motherfucker! His head hit the desk witha loud thud and I grabbed his pants by the belt and ripped them down. Holding him by the back of his neck with my left hand I smacked hispale white ass with my right. You ready for a good buttfucking you fuckingbitch? He started to beg and plead for me not to fuck him in the ass.That just made me more excited, getting me hard again. I took ahold of. “Then, by the power vested in me by the State of Tennessee, I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride,” Lacey declared, barely catching her breath before the couple puckered up and kissed each other feverishly on the mouth.“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you Mr. and Mrs. Eldritch Haynes,” Lacey formally introduced a very relieved Nicole, who was very obviously pregnant, just like the other ladies in the tribe.This included Lacey herself, visibly knocked up officiator that she. Samantha would put her hair up in a bun for me to take down, I removing the hairpins to play with her long silky ponytail, and finally out of the ponytail loose and unbound. I loved playing with her long hair, Sam's concession to me. Samantha is very vain about her hair. "Now for your makeup." She announced, holding up a tube of pink lipstick. "When pigs have wings," I said laughing. Samantha just gave me an odd look.We went to Sam's bedroom, the thick carpeting muffling our footsteps. I.