Her entire body tensed under anticipation. Her skin was covered in goosebumps and an array of red and purple spots, some already turning black. She sh...vered with her arms tucked in and her nails digging into the dirt. She flinched when he laid down on her. He chuckled into her ear and smelled her hair again.“P-please,” she whispered, “p-please ... n-no, no m-m-more ... please?”He pulled at the belt strap and whispered back, “You still have one more thing I want.”Neil grabbed two handfuls of her. As I realized that near the altar there was a semicircle of black men and white women. The women were naked except for floral garlands in their hair and an ornate waist-string on their hips. The men were well hung and it seemed that there were three men for every two women. A murmur went round the room, and then there was hushed silence. The sound of hushed silence filled the room. Jenny and Winston entered the room. Jenny was wearing a fishnet dress similar to mine but it was most exquisite. My wife and I moved to Denver about 20 years ago, due to a job transfer with the high-tech company that I worked for in California. It seemed like I was always so focused on my family and career, that I never took the time to find any hobbies for myself. But after our children were raised and out of the house, I started looking for an activity that would allow me to enjoy the beautiful outdoors here in Colorado. I had done a little reading on hunting in our state, and even though I had no. When she finally positioned herself over his erection, I thought it would be impossible for her to fuck him. His hard black cock was thick and long, but she mounted him. As I expected, she could not get much of his cock inside her, even though she was obviously very wet. She barely took half of his cock, and I knew it must be stretching her, but she worked it as best she could. She put her hands on his chest, and began rising and falling carefully on his shaft. I was embarrassed to be so.