Even through her panties she had felt his cock head enter her about a half inch. The dog was aggravating. He had even cum on her panties that time. He...spent most of his time humping her legs. Kelly had been forced to wash her panties about a dozen times since then. You couldn't even tell what color they were. At the time Kelly had warned him, “If I don't get through the prelims because of you I will take you somewhere and remove your balls with pliers.”She did get through though. She had gotten. She moaned; her pussy juices were covering her inner thighs as Bernard pounded away at her snatch. He was able to move faster now as her pussy was stretching to that of a used whore.Her cunt began to throb. With each thrust she screamed out. Bernard gave it three more hard thrusts before pulling out. Her snatch was now a gaping, swollen, drenched hole. Anita cried she wanted more; but her black lover said they would just change positions.He sat on a chair and ordered my wife to straddle his. I was almost ready to take high fives from every guy in the building.We got several bottles of water and some pretzels and fruit. We went back out and Renee got into the passenger side and threw me the keys.“Drive please. I want to eat and ride with my tits out.”“You want to what?”“I want to ride with my tits out.”“No, you want to eat?”She looked at me like I had two heads.“Yes, I want to eat. Is that OK with you?”“Sure. As long as you do it with your tits out.”“MICK!”“I love you too.”I. She could feel her juices ease from her pussy as she let George rub her tits.The bartender said hi to George and winked at him. George handed mom her glass of wine and sat next to her. Mom spread her legs a bit as George slid his hand up her thigh. She giggled as she spread her legs more. Mom reached over to touch George's broad shoulders, he flexed his chest with each touch from mom. He undid his shirt, so mom could feel his muscular washboard chest. His nipples hard as nails, thrilled.