I could feel the juices rising my ball tightening this strong nylon grip against my cock was terrific. His other hand opened the waist band of my tigh...s away from my tummy. his face pulled away for a moment. Yessssssssssss… Do it. and with that I open my eyes, my mouth, my legs. as he delved his hand straight onto my throbbing cock. go this hand is on my cock, I couldn’t say a word. MMM lover I’m going to make you come in those lovely tights those wicked pantyhose you’re wearing. ‘Are you going. .. it does. So much better. Fuck me Dwane! Fuck me with your wonder big black cock!" Marisa said as she wrapped her pale white legs around his back. Dwane obliged as he began to plow into her again making her scream out on pleasure."Take it! Take that black dick like a good married white slut! Fuck your little white pussy feels so fucking good Marisa!" He said as he pounded her hard and fast. She only let out and endless series of moans as he fucked her. Several times she tried to say something. He looked at me when I walked into the bedroom, eyes widening in recognition. I had the same wedding lingerie Carrie had worn. We caressed and fondled with increasing urgency. He dropped me on my back, but I pushed him off. “No! I want you to do me like you did Carrie. Make me your bitch first, then make me your lover.”It was all I needed to say. He flipped me like I was a feather, pulling me up to my knees. One advantage I had over Carrie was I didn’t need lube, I was dripping like a bad. This time she didn't wait for a commercial break before she walked over and planted herself in front of the television set. What she didn't know or take into account was that the material in the skirt was mostly translucent with the light shining through from behind and that he could see every inch of her legs through the now see-through skirt."Nice, very nice," he murmured as he swept his eyes up the length of her body, starting at her ankles, lingering at her hips and then sliding further.