He was always so good to her; he was always there for her when she needed him.His broad shoulders and muscular arms always comforted her when she was ...ad or lonely. His muscular warm body was always only a thought away. She had fantasized about Chance holding her and comforting her on many occasions. Her favorite pass time with Chance, though, was when he used his big, sexy body to pleasure her.In her mind, his big hands slid over her breasts. As her hands squeezed her silky flesh firmly,. Ms. Mallard put her hands on her hips. "And are you both going to continue to correct me while I am here?" Only when you're wrong, ma'am," Amanda said before she could stop herself."Amanda," Frank said more firmly.Ms. Mallard's lips became a thin line. She brushed water hastily from herself, though by now it had so thoroughly soaked her dress that it was a fruitless gesture. "Mr. Consco, consider yourself on notice," Ms. Mallard said darkly as she hastily gathered her things, shaking water from. ” He released her and she began with a thumb across her coated eye. She did her best to recover as much fluid as she could from her face, then proceeded to smear it down her neck and over her chest. She spread it as low as she could, even reaching between her legs to mingle some with the juices dripping down her thighs. Her pussy was a sloppy, wet mess and she moaned as her fingers grazed the swollen, sensitive bud and lips. Then she returned to her belly, her breasts, her chest. She stroked. Helooked in her eyes and said, "You love big black things fucking your cunt, slut?"Kristi looked at me and bit her lip. Damone wriggled the dildo and asked again, "I said, do you love big black things fucking your cunt, you little white slut?"Kristi closed her eyes and said, "Yes. Oh God, yes!"He was so big that his hand covered both her pussy and ass as he moved the dildoin and out of her. When she started lifting her hips to match the dildo fucking her, the men let go of her legs. She kept.