Standing there was uncle Sotiris with a teenager. I hadn’t seen my cousin George, for the entire month I was here,, and I was sure this wasn’t hi....“Uncle, everything ok?”“This is George’s best friend, Peter. He came to tell me George is at the bar and he’s drunk. Mario and some others are trying to make him drive them to Ayia Napa. I don’t know what to do Michael. He won’t listen.” My uncle was shaking with worry.“Go home, leave it to me,” I said to my uncle. Turning to the teenager, I ordered. She was clearly gagging, but had no indication that she wanted to stop. He slowly pulled her head up off of his cock. Inch by inch his thick black cock slid out of my wife's mouth. It was shining from all of the spit left behind. Iy was at least ten inches long and very thick.The black guy whispered: “Not so bad for a white married slut…”There was a popping sound as he pulled the head of his cock from her mouth. Ana tried to go back down and continue sucking, but he pulled her by the curly hair. I need to make out time to get my hair done.’ Eric looked at her hair admiringly. ‘Looks nice from where I’m sitting. Even then, I’d still like to see you again.’ ‘What happens if I tell you that I have a boyfriend already?’ ‘I’d ask: ‘is he white’?’ She gazed at him for a moment and then burst into laughter. ‘You’re silly, you know that?’ ‘You wanted an answer, so I gave you one. Well, answer then: is your boyfriend white?’ ‘You know damn sure he’s not.’ ‘That’s all the more reason why I’d. As we walked into the Church, my wife was sitting on the altar. Her face lit up as we walked in. “Hi James”, she said, “Come on over here Honey”.James walked over and stood in front of my wife. She was stunning in her white outfit. With her sitting on the altar, she was face to face height with James. She pulled him close to her body and began deeply kissing him.After they exchanged spit for a brief time, Gracie slid off of the altar and stood in front of him. She took off his polo shirt and.