And she loved it. He held her arms up above her head, leaned down and sucked nipple into his mouth, made it hard and went to the other and did the sam.... He was fucking her like a slut and she wanted that. Fucking and fucking he rammed his old cock into her juicy quim and kept her cumming all through the whole thing. When he had used her all he wanted he shot his wad into her cunt, pulled out and wiped it on her leg. Then he pushed her shoulders down and she was on the floor, kneeling in a. “Do you still have your Birth Certificate with you?” I asked.Her eyes crystalized in front of me.“Because I have mine with me as well,” I said, rolling off the bed and landing on one knee.Her hands were over her mouth, silently waiting for ther next words out of mine.I reached into my back pocket, and produced a ring box from Zale’s:“Dianne ‘Princess Di’ Jackson, will you marry me?” I said producing a combination Aquamarine and Diamond Cable Wrap ring.“When did you have time to buy that?” she. As quietly as I could, I slightly cracked the door open just enough to see what was happening. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the man who was standing behind her pounding away. I was a tall, dark, and handsome black man with an amazing body, and there he was giving it to her like the slut she was turning into. I could see his massive cock sliding in and out of her as he held her head down, working it into her from behind. My heart was racing, and I became furious and more turned on. It felt like long minutes passed until the band of her pants lifted as if a finger had been hooked under where it touched her hip. Another hooked under the band on the other hip the unseen fingers began to work her pants down her thighs. Rachel lifted her arse to make it an easier transition. Her panties soon joined her jeans, wrapped around her ankles.Her nipple was pulled again, the side nearest to the edge of the settee. The kneading had her gasping again. It wasn’t gentle, pulling her.