My hands ran through his soft hair, pushing my tits out further and further. As he was working his way down my body, he grabbed both sides of my bikin... bottoms and pulled them off! Then he grabbed each leg and spread them wide. I felt his tongue on my pussy...oh my god I nearly came! He licked slowly between my lips,then it was moving inside me. My legs were shaking but he didn't stop. His wet tongue moved up and down my clit, flicking it, sucking it. I held onto the counter as he rubbed his. Directly in front of him was some busty white bitch on her knees with my husband’s dick in her mouth. My first instinct was to go in and fuck both of em up. Then I thought for a second and I just stood there and watched as she deep throated all nine inches of my husband’s big black dick. He pushed her head deeper and deeper while she gagged. I couldn’t move. My eyes were glued to them and to my surprise my pussy started to get really wet. They were really enjoying each other. I can’t lie at. He then suggested we move off the path to the more wooded area. Cheryl got up from her kneeling position keeping her fingers firmly logged in my buttocks began to pull me by means of my erect penis to the wooded area.She then opened the button on my shorts and let them fall to the ground. I began to protest when she grabbed my balls and began to squeeze them. I had never felt such pain before. The man moved closer to me tweaking my now exposed nipples and helping Cheryl with my cock. He pulled. He had made 2 full bags, each capable of putting an entire stadium of people to sleep. One, he was keeping for himself. Why wouldn't he? After all the hard work, he surely had no reason to hand it all over to anybody. As for the second bag though. He had big plans.George was now capable of having an entire city grovel at his feet, but he also knew that keeping the bag would be less fun. The problem is, he had nobody close to give it to. No lover, no family, no friends. In fact, all of his close.