She tilts her head back for me to kiss her on her cheek then twists in my arms so I can put my lips against hers. Now it is my turn to moan when her l...ps part, inviting me into her mouth. The sweetness I find there is indescribable, just as is the smoothness of her teeth and the softness of her tongue. The erotic feeling of her mouth is only rivaled by the suppleness of her body, undulating under my hands.It is not possible that she does not know the extent of my arousal. With her sitting. “With this ring, I thee wed,” Stacey told Wayne as she slid that ring onto his finger.“Do you, Wayne Simpson, take this woman, Stacey Weingarter, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, to love, cherish, and protect, for better or for worse, for rich or for poor, in sickness and in health, for as long as you both shall live?” Christy asked Wayne now, fighting back a laugh as she thought of his jizz buried in her dreamy snatch.“I do,” Wayne declared with pride. Master told me that I was now his slut and that I was going to learn to be nastier than I ever thought possible. Just as I seemed to be on the verge of my first orgasm, Master stopped fingering me and pulled me up to my knees so that the others could take my top off. Master then stood in front of me and told me to take out his cock and suck it. I complied and hubby watched me take this black stranger's cock into my mouth and suck it while on my knees. After a few minutes of having his black. When you said, ‘Hey, what are you doing,’ it was with mock outrage and a twinkle in your eye. I replied, ‘Are you wet yet?’ You looked directly at me, pinched your other nipple and said, ‘Are you hard yet?’ I said very casually as if it weren’t a dare, ‘Why don’t you find out for yourself?’ Your hand dropped under the table and went right where you knew my cock would be. I was truly surprised by your boldness. The bar table was pretty small but there wasn’t a lot of light. Maybe no one could.