.fuck my black dick...yea slut...love that black pole dontcha bitch...way up yo' ass!" His hands grasped her waist tightly as he propelled her ass on ...nd off his cock. He pumped faster and harder as he felt his testicles contracting and his cock lengthening and flaring as he neared his climax. His legs were slapping her ass with such force it was almost like spanking her. "White bitch...here comes my black baby juice...gonna pump your ass full....aaaaaahhhhhhhh... yyyyaaaaaaaaaa ...take it. The wedding gown promised much more than the usual till-death-do-us-part. All in all I was mortified, but then again I seemed to be the only one who was. Martha thought I was an angel, and my father…well He was too preoccupied with getting me to the church to notice anything else. Now, as is proper for a bride to-be, I managed to conjure up the illusion of interest in my betrothed…without quite reaching the necessary blush (that seemed a bit over the top).When the pretense changed into reality. They were careful not to venture in too deep with the strong current pulling at their feet. Once they felt a bit cleaner, they made their way back to the car. Mary had wrapped their clothes in the raincoats, and they dumped them into a plastic crate she had put in the back of the tilly for this purpose.They both happily wrapped themselves in the dry towels that she had thrown in. They climbed in and got the heater going to remove the chill from their bodies. They finished off the cooled coffee,. I knew that she was not dumb and she very well knew where my hands were moving so I didn’t bother and kept at it as if I was seriously giving her a massage as long as she didn’t stop me from giving her the massage, she also knew that I was massaging her tits and ass more than her back. I knew she was mine for the taking, but I had to make my moves very carefully, so I massaged her back, her tits and her ass a little longer, and then asked her if she wanted me to massage her legs she mumbled a.