Take some screen shots of a nigga now. “ he ordered I heard her snapping pics as she bent over the computer “Take it bitch. BUST THESE BLACK BALLS...and take it. Take the pics Izzy” he yelled“IM TAKING IT! “She nervously replied and in a scramble to take more pics“FUCKING TAKE THIS BLACK NUT IZZY TAKE THE PICTURE” he gritted his pearly white teeth and cum started shooting all over the place. It didn’t even look like a human could do this much. It looks like a horse or what I would imagine a horse. I tried to stop her hand, I desperately tried to squeeze my legs closer together but I couldn’t. Instead they got a life of their own and opened up wider to accommodate Angie’s indecent touching. I looked in Peter’s direction, shocked. I saw his flushed face, his half-closed eyes and spotted the bulge underneath his jeans. Angie was aroused and bit her lip as her hand slid sideways, up and down, squeezing the contours of his long hard shaft.I looked down the room and suddenly spotted a lone. As we watched Marsha got up and turning her back towards Rick, straddled his cock and slowly lowered herself onto it. She slowly rode up and down on his sock until he grabbed her hips and started driving in and out with every thrust deep. He turned around on the bench towards us so we could see his cock driving in and out of Marshes vagina. my wife was murmuring as she watched so I slid my hand down her suit bottoms and stated to play with her clit and again I was surprised that she didn't stop. I wanted my body to be the same riot of tie-dyed colors as my panties.I groaned as I rubbed bright yellow across the lips of my pussy. I shuddered, trembling. I was so glad I’d shaved my pussy last night. It was all gone. No nasty, black hair to get in the way of the wonderful yellow coating my vulva.My clit throbbed as I bathed even it in cool paint.I slathered pink and blue and glittering gold on my rump, working my hands into my firm butt-cheeks to make a wicked blend of colors. I worked.