Tony had come close and pressed her against the sink. She tried to lean back away from him, but his hands had found her tits, and he roughly fondled t...em through the lace. Despite herself, her nipples went hard. See, your nipples dont lie. He slipped his large hands under her bra and scooped both titties out from their confines. He continued to fondle them, and bent down to put his lips on the right nipple, his rough beard scratching against her aureola. She tried to push him away, but Jimmy. He decided to put his hands down the back of my pants like before. We were out in public so I was a little bit worried but soon got used to it. We were half way when we both couldn't contain ourselves any longer so went in search of somewhere we can play. We found a building and it was dark so we hid behind the wall. He ripped my pants off and began fingering my pussy. I was ready to cum so I told him to go faster when I came I squirted all over the ground and we both began to giggle. He then. " You sure talk like one." She thought for a moment. "What would be a test? What would be an excess?"Bart eyed her. "Let's see ... Having you take on six black guys, three at a time, would be an excess - and might be a test." At Bridgette's gasp, he added, "Of course, I would want to be careful in my selection of the six black guys, as I wouldn't want you getting the Mandingo Syndrome." Mandingo Syndrome?" Shannon asked."You know, the whole slut for black cock thing. It wouldn't do for me to. Her breasts were hanging down and swinging as he drove his fingers into her. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open as if gasping and moaning but nothing could be heard above the music. The guy stopped fingering her and he got behind her, lifted his cock up, which had to be ten inches, then slowly slid it into my wife's pussy. It was so thrilling seeing a black cock driving into my wife's pussy, something I had fantasized about. Her eyes opened wide and it looked as if she screamed but she was.