Deana whistled and said, "Hot-damn girl, you're a knock out. Jeff won't be able to say no."Deana lay down on the bed. She picked up a magazine next to...the bed. While thumbing through its pages, her mind was envisioning the four of them in the same room on the ship. Beads of sweat covered her forehead and her fingers started trembling so badly that she dropped the periodical onto the bed.She closed her eyes and slid her hand down to her wanting pussy, running her fingers through the wet folds.. He did this over and over until his big black balls were slapping her clit with each stroke. Beth was beside herself, throwing her long blonde hair from side to side as she took him all the way. She was crying again, but she was now begging him to hurt her. "Yes! Give it all to me. Hurt me with that big black cock!" She screamed over and over. She was throwing herself back at him until her voice turned into a tormented gurgle. "Now watch me make your white wife come all over my black cock,". "No, Tommy, no, please, let go of me. This isn't funny anymore. No I say, nnn, nnn, ..., ooooooh, oooooooh." Grandma started moaning because of what her grandson did to her. Step by step her resistance was broken and she started to resign her to what he did to her. She started moaning heavier and more and more moist escaped from her pussy. She also had stopped fighting and started leaning more and more on Tommy.Tommy was careful happy. One battle was already won, but certainly still not the. I liked nothing more than watching a man, braced over me, fucking and grinding his cock into me, moaning, grunting and sweating until it was time to release his warm hot spunk, wherever he chose to do so.He gripped my ankles and pushed them to his chest, the hard nipples and a sprinkling of chest hairs a sensual tickling tool. I still felt suspended, my abdominal muscles tight, my ass gripping his cock in an even tighter hold. Martin put his hands behind my knees, pushing them towards my chest.