It's hard to imagine today but we lost contact within only a couple of days or weeks. Mind you, this took place years before Facebook and social media...took off, before smartphones and apps. I only had her email address and her mobile number. Even when we were dating, she never responded to any emails. I think I never saw her using a computer once during our almost 3 years. The only computer I ever saw was the old office computer of her restaurant. And my calls from Berlin to her mobile number. " She kisses me again.With those words ringing in my ears, she drops the bag over my head andpulls the drawstring tight. Everything goes black. I blink to makesure, but even with my eyes open, I cannot see a thing.I feel her place my veil over the bag.Standing there listening, I hear my bridesmaid say, "She is ready tohang priestess." Then, I hear someone else climb up to the deck.I know that it is the suspension corset designer, come to fit the nooseand attach the safety line.I feel him attach. And Lisa was stunned that her body was about to do the same thing again.She screamed out to him, "Marc, please, please fuck me! I want you in me. Don't keep doing this, I want you Marc, please! She reached for his arms and tried to pull him up and on top of her. She was craving the feel of his cock. He was driving her crazy with desire for the feel of his body on her and his coal manhood in her.Marc ignored her pleas, and kept pistoning his three long black fingers, now drenched with her cum. With one swift motion he thrusted filling me with all 7inches of his thick cock. I looked down at his cock and the tannish color of it was covered in my blood. He started panting heavy as he quickened his pace fucking me harder, spreading my pussy with his cock. He put his index finger and his middle finger near my face and I graciously sucked them. Sliding them out my mouth he then inserted them inside my pussy. He was now fucking me with his cock and fingering me. His fingers then moved as is.