I lathered my breasts with languid, suggestive cupping motions and let a soapy hand dive down the slippery lane over my belly until it parted and quic...ened my most sensitive folds, encountering a slickness that was more than a match for the shower gel in my palms. The sensation weakened my knees and they nearly buckled.He had perched himself on the edge of the whirlpool tub, sliding a hand below his navel and into the waistband of his already bulging boxers to create a rippling, sheathed. Tracy had told him no sex and that is a treat 1st time on the honeymoon she told him. OK, Mark was frustrated. He wanted his little Dick in her fat body, but she only wanked him off! Tracy as you can read from previous stories has a nasty BBC Negro addiction now, and especially big dicks in her ass hole. She of course would die if she thought her meal ticket Mark knew about this. He did in fact see her with one black man, something I set up to get rid of her to Mark's place from ours. A risk I. I was looking at his smooth chocolatey back and nice round, fleshy and juicy buns. He had a slender neck and sharp shoulders. His arms were slightly fleshy and supple. He had slight moobs that resembled the breasts of young girl black nipples nice, supple thighs slight bulge at the stomach and nice little love handles on both sides. I could not see his dick or balls because his shagging hand was covering it up. Except his face, he had a very smooth, clean, fleshy and juicy body. It was a man’s. He smiled telling me I was just fine as he started to move his hips. The spit had worked enough to get his dick deep inside my anus and now I could not help my body from responding to his fucking. I could feel myself getting wet as he started to get more and more into a steady rhythm. I felt so dirty, so fucking behaving like a whore...and yet as that huge black cock was sliding in and out of my anus; the more I could begin to feel that awful tingling between my wet pussy lips. His body began.