Jean looked around (quickly) for something to get up there. The trampoline? Don't be ridiculous. (Of course, if he jumped from the tree...) He could p...t a white wrought iron lawn chair on top of the wrought iron lawn table. Right: The heavy one, with the glass top. Next idea.He looked on the patio for an idea: The outdoor serving cart! It was wood and looked sturdy enough!---"As if I don't have enough trouble staying on her feet," Jean grumbled, as he rose, carefully (too carefully), waving her. I felt the head of his dick press up into my ass, almost as if he shifted his hips into it once he felt me against it. It rode my underwear up my ass crack a little but I couldnt help but push back on it a little as I still attempted to crawl to my feet under him, feeling his massive cockhead twitch not once, but twice against my asshole. Clumsily, and never having thought about it before, I finally got to my feet and near crawl-scurried off towards the bedroom, my underwear wetter than I had. The third picture was of a white woman licking a black man's ass... bingo, 3 out of 3. This was meant to be.I walked out to my car and found a bright yellow sheet of paper on the windshield held in place by the wiper blade. Probably a sales flyer or something. I grabbed it and jumped into the front seat to start my car while opening the flyer. I looked at the flyer and my heart sank and I felt the hairs on my neck stand on end while I knew my face was turning a deep crimson red.The note was. However, there was no movement. Then reese slowly increased the pressure of her teeth on the nipple so as to bite it. She was able to bite it fora few seconds, when she felt that the woman held Reese's neck and she had to close her mouth.She felt another slap, this time on her boobs. Reese was scared further, however, she couldnt gather the courage to shout. It was a silly thing making this woman angry,Reese thought.Now she felt this woman's hands squeezing every part of her body from her tummy.