He stared at her in the eyes and I then knew she was his now…His black hands lowered her tight shorts down to her ankles.Ana was not wearing a thong... so he smiled as he saw her exposed glistening pussy lips. He turned her around to get a good look. He surveyed my wife’s hot little body with a lustful grin in his eyes.He told my wife that she had the finest body he had ever seen in a white bitch and he was going to fuck her, since he was very horny.Anita giggled and nodded a yes almost. Seeing how I got such a kick outta being called spoiled. Come on, let's have it."Peggy's eyes, usually so bright and filled with joy lost their sheen."What?" Fear began to bubble up from deep within her. I could hardly believe it. Peggy was afraid ... of me, of how I'd react. I wasn't angry, or raising my voice, or on fire or anything, but she was afraid. "Come on half-pint. Just be honest with me."Peggy took a deep breath. "For as long as I've known you, the one topic you harp on the most,. We solved the problem by squeezing into the front seat with Michael. It was crowded, but I certainly didn't mind. As a side benefit, Mike didn't feel so much like a chauffeur, either."I'm sorry you had to go through that with my father," Kristina said as we started down the street."Hey, it's just fine," I assured her. "I know he worries about you and wants to protect you, and all that..." Yes, well, he's decided that the best way to get his point across is to speak Spanish and have Jorge. I drew in a deep breath as she slowly pushed it in. It hurt. Once thehead popped past my sphincter, it went smoothly in. "Relax," she said andthen began to slide it in and out a tiny amount. "You'll get used to thisquickly enough."She lengthened her strokes. It stopped hurting. She was occasionallyhitting the prostate. It began to feel pleasurable. I moaned a little."Now you know why I love getting fucked so much," she said, picking upthe tempo.I lifted my legs a bit more, giving her a better.