" Then the question: "What do you think of that big dick?" "Mmmmmmm its fucking HUGE and its making my pussy wet thinking about it. I wanna suck it." ...ow! Did she just say all that to me? She'd never spoken to me like that before. I was about to ask her to go on, but she beat me to it: "I've always fantasized about black guys. I always wanted to see and try those big black cocks." "Mmm, I'd love to watch that," I said without thinking... oops, not sure I was ready to say that out loud. "Good,. “That is probably a good definition of crazy.”Zoe sat up on the bed, and I realized all she was wearing was a sports bra and a pair of skimpy pink cotton panties. Her breasts were small but perfectly proportioned for her pixie-like body: conical peaks and perfect nipples outlined in the soft cotton. Her skin was lightly tanned and I could see faint tan lines.She looked at me and pointed at the wedding ring I wore on a gold chain around my neck, and then my iPad propped up on the bedside. He was turning red and wassweating profusely. "If I am wrong, may God strike me down on the spot.I say that ... that ..." With that the minister's eyes rolled up intohis head and he collapsed.Rachael was already standing, and with John and Paul gone, was on theaisle. She only hesitated a moment and then took off running full speedup to the altar. She found the minister lying on the floor. She didn'tneed to be able to see into his body to know that he was not breathing,nor was his heart. Finally the man, whose name I never heard, came in my ass and slumped over my body, grabbed and squeezed on my big tits, pulling on them as if they were cow udders, pinching my nipples and twisting my bars. He said: “You’re a good fucking whore. I will be back for you tomorrow.” He pulled his softening cock from my ass and I felt the cum running down my legs, but before I could do anything, he grabbed my hair and brought my face to his very nasty cock. Of course, I put it in my mouth and sucked.