She gave a mischievous smile like a c***d about to devour a cookie swiped from the jar.She caressed his cock against her soft cheek, kissing it, licki...g his shaft until he was fully hard. As she opened her mouth to engulf his shaft he grabbed her by the back of the head and pistoned his shaft in and out. The others just stared as this broad shouldered white man ruthlessly face fucked the family matriarch. He would have cum in her mouth but, John was saving his cum for something other than. He stood and breathed softly while taking in the sight he had dreamt of for so many years. He walked towards her, repeating the word beautiful over and over again. With his hands out in front of him he took her huge breasts in his hands and hefting them as if to see if one weighed more than the other.“Fuck!” He said!With her pussy oozing juice like a leaky tap, Carol tried desperately to keep her mind on the rapidly changing events, but hearing a man call her beautiful was the most wonderful. He struggled a little, but it was clear that he was enjoying it a little, against his will. I even heard him let out a tiny, hastily stifled moan. I pulled off his socks and then noticed a problem I hadn’t foreseen: he was still wearing clothes, and I couldn’t get them off without untying him.The solution was there on his small desk, where a pair of scissors lay. I grabbed them and cut through his thin t-shirt and boxers. I pulled the shirt off of him, but left the boxers for now. A couple more. "Depends on how much publicity our wedding gets. There's not many cases of a man marrying four girls at once, I gather. We may be in the online newspaper, as it is unusual. Even the Governor married his ladies one at a time." True, but not quite accurate, Dinah. Each time, it was a new wedding with an extra woman being added, so that they all had to marry her. That is why we all had to sign those forms, agreeing to marry the other wives. Every wedding would be different, just like ours is. It.