I looked over at this black man as he held firmly onto my hand. He was starting to sweat and his exposed muscles looked fantastic.I could not help not...ce the bulge in his pants starting to grow. He was a black man, and all black men were well endowed. Hopefully it would not hurt too much; as I thought he would be gentle...Further down the road he grabbed my ass. It started to turn me on.His hand was huge and it felt great against my bare buttocks.When we finally arrived, Tom opened the door for. Stood over my face and fed me his huge cock. I was folded up in such a position I grabbed my big round white tits with hands that had my long fingernails painted blood red and wrapped them around that cock. Mark's eyes got an excited sparkle in them and he started fucking my tits thrusting in and out of my mounds of flesh being held together with those red nails. His dick was so big I tilted my head forward and the head of his cock went straight into my mouth with every forward thrust. I. Anything would be better than facing a firing squad! Shecouldn?t stand the idea of being executed by men with rifles. She wetherself from the absolute horror of the concept. Damn that Republican Frontwith their godless Revolution, she thought to herself. I am afraid to die! Idon?t want to be a martyr!This display of irrational terror, while normal, always made Delaney laugh.He had faced danger many times and not flinched from it. Here this woman,who probably believed that death would mean going. I just stared at her chest; her milk-swollen tits were right in front of me and watched as she cupped them in her hand and offered them to me. I sat down on the coffee table in front of the couch and put my knees between her legs. "Suck my titty, George. Suck my milky titty." I leaned forward and slowly took her breast in my hand, my tongue flicking across her nipple and then sliding around her areole until I finally allowed my mouth to cover her nipple.