In fact, and she hated the sound of the very word, let alone the actual sight of it, they were fucking. And one of those people, the one whose penis w...s thrusting in and out of the blatantly displayed vagina, was none other than her husband.Ken turned round his head, startled and ashamed, but the white woman underneath, who Cissy could now determine was Peggy, gripped him tightly to her bosom, holding him so that he couldn't easily escape."Gee! Hello, Cissy! We didn't expect to see you here!". But he’d gotten used to the idea of not dating, and not engaging in chit chat with a girl. On the other hand, he was also used to being at ease with a girl, and hearing compliments from them.“What does that mean?” asked Monica.Now Bobby had to dig himself out of a hole.“Well, I like her a lot,” he said.“And does she like you back?”“Well, yeah. I guess so.”“But you haven’t made plans?”“Plans?”“You know. Plans. Like marriage?”Bobby laughed.“Nope. No marriage for us. That’s not going to. ”“Don’t be a spoilsport,” Iris cooed, cupping his crotchwith a hand as she mashed her breasts against hisstomach. Her nipples were easily visible through thethin fabric, and she rubbed them back and forth alittle bit and moaned for effect.“Come ON,” she whined. She pulled Marcus by the belt,and straddled Brad, pushing him so he was lying down onthe bed, grinding her hips against him.“Fuckin’ A,” Marcus said, “This slut is. You don't believe me do you she said? Baby I always believe you I told her. I turned to pick up my jacket. She said no you don't she said ,then she pulled the hem of her dress up almost over her head. Under that modest looking dress she was wearing a black corset that has eight garter straps , they where holding up a pair of coffee colored lace top stockings , and framing a pair of see through black thong panties. I said WOW. I believe you I said. As we drove to her folks place she made sure.