I tried to escape forward, but the black man held my waist firmly and warned me not to push his dick out. So he did it again and eased it in slowly; p...shing all the way in bottoming out to his balls.He asked if I liked that way; but I could not even say a single word.I was shaking and moaning in pleasure, as that filthy huge nigger began to fuck me harder and faster; with no mercy at all.I was just about crying in tears as it felt so good filling my wet cunt with his cock. He soon turned me. ”We were grinning like two possums as we looked at Patch.I opened the door for Melissa to get in and she looked at me kinda funny, but she smiled and got in.I got in on the driver’s side and fired the little engine up again. I put it in reverse and eased the clutch out.I had never driven a stick shift on the floor, but Patch told me to look on the knob and shift the gears in the same pattern it showed there when I pushed the clutch down each time.I was nervous, but he seemed to have confidence. " No, you can go in your shorts. Now hold still and let me undress you. You're the man of the house and this is your evening. I am the woman of the house now and it's my job to take care of you." But..." No Buts."Frank knew when he was beaten and just stood there. Amy pulled off his shirt and tossed it aside. She then ran her hands up under his T-shirt feeling his strong hairy chest. She made sure to rub her tits against him as she pushed the T-shirt over his head. She then knelt in front of. Mr. Scott brought food out for the bridal party. Everyone was amazed when Mr. Scott brought out a two-layer cake, with white sugar frosting, at the end of the meal."My wife runs the bakery next door. It was nothing for her to do this," he beamed.Jessie and Waite, with the help of Karen and Patty, cut the cake. Each took a piece and fed it to their new spouse. More cake was cut. Betsy, Jessie, Waite, and the four other women performed the same process.Most of the tavern patrons paid no.