I was excited and scared by the beating. With all that punching and her gloves on, there was no way she could stop her shoulder straps from slipping d...wn her arms and exposing more of her breasts than she usually allowed.But I hardly had any time to admire her body. She steadied my cock with her left glove, so it wouldn’t bounce, and then she slapped it again and again with her right glove, like she was pounding it with a hammer. She kept landing these sharp, jabbing punches at my imprisoned. I led her to the bedroom, to the bed still not made from this morning. We would just mess it up anyway, not that I knew she would be here.Kate sat on the edge of the bed and began to undress as I kissed her neck and touched her breast. "Just enjoy what I'm doing," I cooed. "I am," she moaned. "I love your touch."Naked, we lay against each other amid the wadded up sheets. My hand rested between her legs as I kissed her. My tongue roamed in her mouth, then hers in mine. No rush, no c***d begging. He rubs my clit making it ache and then slide his finger deep in my pussy hard. I Yelled loud. “FUCK YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CUM” He was rubbing against my g-spot. For no reason he took his finger out of me. “Please fuck me,” I beg. He rubs his cockhead across my wet hole…my ass pushed back against him to feel more. His hands grab my hips hard to stop me. He pressed just the tip of his dick in. I squeezed my pussy tight on it. I moaned again. I feel him grab a handful of hair and yank. I assume we need to dress up for this?" Mom asked."Oh yes, very," Shani insisted. "In fact, you're likely to see the biggest collection of hats you've seen in some time. I know big hats aren't much in fashion in most churches, but for black American women it's all the rage." Oh good, it's been ages since I've known anyone to get fancied up for church," Mom stated. Cate and Shani already had their phones out and were busy making calls."Before everyone starts calling, let me see if I can contact.