I went in the kitchen and made her a huge drink. Somebody had left a bottle of Baccardi there and I had Sprite. I mixed it strong. When she saw the si...e of the glass she told me that was way too much. I told her just drink what she wanted. I watched intently as that strong drink entered her mouth. But she just took a big sip and said thank you. Not my night obviously. We, mostly her, talked as she worked on that drink. After finishing about half the glass, I notice a beads of sweat appear at. Eight full inches of black cock now forced its way down Julie tender throat. Her black hair and bridal veil shook from side to side to dislodge the withering snake. The dainty gloved hands now were gripping the base of the black cock to keep the remaining four inches from being forced down her throat. She could not breathe with what was already down her throat. The black hands were now grasping the bridal veil at the back of her head and he began to fuck in and out of the bride's choking. . all the way to my balls.Then, she swallowed and the sensation was so great, before I could control it - or make her stop - I blasted my cum down her throat. It’s like she’s somehow milking my cock and the pleasure is akin to pain, it’s so good.Slowly, she backed away from my cock, letting it lie there, slick with my cum and her saliva. Then, starting at my balls, she licked her way up the length of my cock, to suck the head once more. With my cockhead just inside her mouth, her tongue was. I'll see you tomorrow." He opens his car door and pushes me in, obviously whatever he has in plan for me is something big, with him being in such a rush. I think of the possibilities, my pussy pulsing with need. I squirm in my seat and the slight squeeze of my thighs together makes me moan softly. Henry drives over the speed limit, zooming in and out of lanes, trying to avoid all the slow cars. We arrive at his place, unscathed and without getting stopped by the police. He opens my door for me.