Her fingers, free once again, found the metal hinge of his fly and yanked down its jagged-edged course. The smell of his manliness flooded her nostril..., even before her lust-controlled fingers tucked inside his fly and touched the stiff column of manmeat. The odor was far from offensive. It was a deep musky aroma that she had come to love during her years, an erotic scent of manhood that only stimulated her more.Carefully, she worked the thick pole of his prick from his pants, then sat back on. "Did you peek?" Of course not!" Too bad, somehow it sort of excited me." Do you like for people to see you nude?" I never thought much about it one way or the other before, but somehow today, it gave me a thrill to think that you were watching me as I ran back to my car." Well, it excites me to think about you running around on the beach without any clothes on. Would you like to pose nude for me?" Are you a photographer?" Just an amateur. Will you pose for me?" I wouldn't mind, but not here,. Carol noticed that although the ‘isn’t it’ carried the emphasis of a query, the word “beautiful” itself appeared to be a statement, however unlikely that could be.“You’re the artist,” she countered, “I guess it’s down to the eye of the beholder.”“Beautiful, it is then,” he said emphatically.“Not sure if it will go down well in the wedding photo album, though,” she ventured. “It should be all about Eve and Adam and that shot of me is a little too ... me, just me. You’ll have to relegate it to. Now Julie came strong as he held her like a toy and moved her over his cock until he felt that his release was coming. He pulled her hard down on his cock and erupted in her unprotected pussy again! Julie could not believe that she let this older black man to cum in her time after time, but it was like she could not resist it! Each time it brought her another orgasm. She thought how bad she was cheating on me, but the feeling of that huge cock fucking her was the only thing that mattered.Leroy.