I quickly pretend to act like Nate is my boyfriend as he is approaching me. "What's up, baby?" He asks me."Please leave me alone," I say to him."Is th...s your boyfriend," he asks me."As a matter in fact, he is my fiance." Good! He could watch us fuck on you're wedding night." Gross! I would never be with a black guy."He then leans in to whisper into my ear."I love that body of yours, bitch. You obviously have Latin blood on you, you are way too sexy to be a white girl." Yes, my mother is from. ”“Excuse me?”“As you wish, Coach Natasha.”“Much better.” Stacey had the feeling she was going to enjoy this. When she saw what she was going to be wearing, she was sure of it. Laid on the bed were a pair of black latex panties that looked much too small for even her, a black lace body stocking that hid absolutely nothing at all, a collar, and one of those French maid’s headbands that nobody wore except to Halloween parties. She daringly closed the door to change, wanting to take the time to. My wife had warned me that there would be consequences, and I had failed to listen. We have a really open relationship, but there are some things that she won't tolerate. I understand that, but I also like to play with fire.It was a Tuesday night, and we both had meetings that were going to run late into the night. I suspected that my wife would be having another woman eat her pussy, rather than close the Henderson account, but I didn't want to say anything. I would be lucky if my meeting. It was so hot seeing the full size of the cock and the knot in Grants butt, I knew he would soon feel the heat of the cum deep inside him, Grant was pushing back so hard now. Both began to show signs, the dog sped up more, then with a loud growl his body shook, Grant also let out a loud moan as both orgasm. The dog filling Grant with gallons of hot cum, as it thrust forward pushing Grant into the wall, I moved to watch the knot as it held tight, cum started to drip from Grants butt, then Liz.