Then all of a sudden I felt some rough manly hands m*****ing my white ass through all of the silk and lace. Then I heard his voice say "You fuckin" wh...te bitch" and I knew that it was the voice of a horny BIG BLACK NIGGER STUD.OMFG he was a NIGGER STUD all along but I couldn't tell in his dark cab. My heart was pounding in NIGGER STUD excitement, my blood was racing though my veins as I let him continue m*****ing me there in the dark of the night at a rest area on I15.We were the only ones. Again after some time he turned towards me and again he put his hand on me I saw he was deep in sleep so I didnt removed his hand now. I felt that my big breast were very lightly caressed by him I was shocked and was not knowing what to do as I was tired I slept and with this he got more advanced and he was encircling my nipplesI also felt good and was little excited to know what he will do next I pretended that i am sleeping with this he unbuttoned my gown and on my bra he was sequeesing my. Slowly at first, despite her being soaking wet from cum down there, the thing eased itself into her. It was torment, pure and simple. She wanted the real thing but was being deprived of it. ‘Why?’ ‘You wanted a fuck,’ the man said. There was no smile in his voice now. She shuddered, knowing that she had just stepped over the line. ‘Fuck her hard with it. And you, sweet one, keep your mouth shut.’ The thing was moving quickly now, ramming deep into her. The other mouth continued to keep her tits. .."...Thank you," I whisper, kissing Sarah and cursing my own cowardice asI close my eyes and slowly fall asleep. There's still the 'Angel' partyon Thursday, Sarah could always propose then..."We are gathered here today," the minister announces, "to join thesetwo women in the bonds of marriage." I stare into Sarah's eyes and grina wide, toothy grin as we link hands and wait for the minister tocontinue... But he doesn't. The entire dream- the minister, the people inthe church, even Sarah.