She squealed and jumped up in the air to be caught by Dave. "Hello, Brat." he told her.The pretty eleven year old who had barely begun to mature until...the first hint of her future beauty had begun to show told him, "Better remember, we're going to get married." Her bright smile showered him with total affection."Girl, if I married you, your father would die of a heart attack and come back from the grave and shoot me. You better get yourself a younger guy." He tossed her in the air and caught. “I see what you mean about the wiggling. Like this...” Another slap, a little more forceful, and my bum cheek filled up with delicious heat. I sucked a bit of Jackie’s labia between my lips and let my tongue play with it, the small gasps of delight indicating that I was doing it right. A whispered conversation started behind me, then the slaps started to fall more quickly, only a second or two apart, alternating between both bum cheeks and filling the air with their sounds. The faster rhythm. Guilty because there was man who was not her husband looking at her naked body. A few hours ago the only man to have seen her completely naked was her husband. Now here she was completely naked in front of this giant black man who was feasting upon her body with his eyes. She realized that she had not taken of her cum drenched hijab, as she put her hand on the clip to take it off she felt Donte's hand on hers."Yes! Yes I do!" was all she could manage to get out before Donte buried his face in. "Now, the other leg," Miss Ashton told her, pretending not to haveheard Emily's surprised gasp as she'd fleetingly stroked the outeredge of her aroused vulva.Emily swallowed and took a grip on herself before obeying.And then once again, the woman closely felt her leg, and as the handsgrew higher, her breath quickened in anticipation of another fleetingtouch and the sharp sensations it caused.Just an inch from repeating the grazing stroke, Miss Ashton stoppedand looked into Emily's eyes, waiting.