’ ‘In that case I would be proud to be thought of as your date.’ It took Martha nearly thirty minutes to process that last sentence in her head....George told Martha that he looked forward to meeting her daughters and to call him about thirty minutes before they wanted him so he could get ready. It was then that it occurred to Martha that she had not told him that the rehearsal was going to be at a banquet room of the Seafoam resort where he was staying. After she added that piece of information. "No" I told him, and I pushed him away harder than I should have. I got about 2 steps from him and he grabbed my jacket and pulled me back to him. I was struggling to button my jeans as he shoved my hand away and thrust his hand into my pants. I was hot and wet as he drove his fingers into me. At his mercy, I clung to the stairwell, begging my knees not to buckle. My brain told me to force him to stop, that this was not what I wanted, but my body seemed frozen to the spot only able to move when. "Jac, Luc, can you hand me my suncream?" She asked ten minutes later. She reached out her hand to take it from one of her friends, but her hand brushed against a rough bit on her friend's hand. Isabella opened her eyes and peered over her sunglasses and gasped at seeing the beautiful black man standing over her with the suncream in his hand. She looked around for her friends and saw them in the water splashing around. She snatched the suncream out of his hand."My name is Marcus Harper," he. I was on the phone with her one night, we had gotten into talking dirty, and by then I had started rubbing my cock, when I asked if next time would be the next time I could fuck her ass, knowing I would probably get the same response. This time it was different, she just giggled and said, sure, but only under one condition. I asked what the condition was, she said I could not know until after I had my fun with her ass, and I could not back out, and that she had to get some stuff for the.