Janet was now the executive vice president of Carson manufacturing, and now Jack was the lowly secretary.Janet suggested sex, but here Jack felt herse...f on stronger grounds. She knew intuitively that Janet would not jeopardize the wedding over not having sex, and also, had earlier refused Jack sex when they'd been in their original bodies. She echoed exactly what Janet had always said when Jack had asked. "We'll have sex only on the wedding night. I want you - your body - to come to the wedding. I nearly hit the ceiling as I saw and felt this big black cock scrape my clit.Placing it at the entrance to my very wet hole I paused before gently easing it inside me.It was uncomfortable at first, but I was determined to take it all, I could feel my cunt stretching to accomadate this black intruder. Slowly I started to ease it further in; looking down I could see my cunt lips being pulled out and then pushed in as I gently fucked myself."NO this is wrong, Simon would have just fucked me hard. If Maria was still mad at me when we got there, she covered it well and I was happy to play along.Almost all the families arriving were Hispanic or White. I'd never been to a church where half the congregation wasn't black. Race wasn't one of those things I spent a lot of time thinking about in truth. I dated a lot of black girls. Actually, I was related to half the black people at Reedville Baptist, by marriage. It occurred to me that church was the only time I ever saw my cousins apart from. I feel like such an incestuous slut. FUCK I’M GONNA CUM!” “Cum for me Erin, cum all over my cock. I wanna feel your tight little cunt clenching around my cock. I wanna feel your juices running. Then I want you to suck me until I blast in your mouth.” “CUMMING!” I kept thrusting into her, fucking her through her orgasm. “Fuck me, harder! Pound my pussy!” I continued to do just as she asked, fucking her harder and harder, kneading her tits, playing with her nipples. My hips slammed into her as I.