She yelped with each thrust as he began to pound her. "Don't hold back ... I don't know ... how much more ... I can take!"He grunted and thrust, then ...hrust again, digging into her deeply enough that it felt like it was in her stomach. With each thrust she had an orgasm and moaned, gritting her teeth to keep from screaming in ecstasy.Looking down at her stomach, she actually saw it bulge a little as he thrust into her. Holy fuck!And then he exploded. She could feel the squirt of hot cum inside. Her husband was sitting in the corner and was scared and turned on by how this man was talking to his wife.The black man walked over to the bed and told her to take it out and suck.He let her suck for a while, then began to undress her with force. He wasn't gentle about at all. He was pissed off that she wasn't already naked.He put his hand down to her pussy and felt how wet she was."I knew you were a slut. Bet you a nigga slut, too, ain't you?"She didn't respond. He slapped her across the. “Ugh mommy no not yet, fuck.”“Oh is my son ready to cum at any second? Your little balls heavy with jizz?” Her chin was painted with pre-cum, running down her neck and soaking her breasts.“Get on the floor, face down. I want to see mommy's big fat ass.” He grabbed her arm and pulled her down to the floor. Her massive ass was a whole foot off the floor even with her hips fully pressed against the ground.He mounted her fat, gelatinous ass, grinding his hips into her, squeezing the upper curves. I wasamazed to hear myself replying "Knickers and stockings, and a bra." Theother boy admitted that he had once worn some of his girl-friends pantiesto work. "What colour?" "Pink," he replied. "Is that your favouritecolour?" "Oh, yes!" He turned to me. "And do you have a favouritecolour?" I replied that the colour was not so important, as long as thematerial was silky nylon, preferably with frills. "Now, you two, whosegirl-friends don't know anything about this," (much audience.