We talked until I had parked my car and was standing at her front door. I asked her is she'd mind if I came over, and when she said that would be OK,...I knocked. She was surprised, excited and nervous. So was I. We just kind of looked at each other for a while, split a quick beer, and nervously began kissing. Then we became more passionate. I put my hands on her breasts, which is something I had wanted to do for so long and within moments she had taken off her shirt. Her breasts looked so. . the bathroom... even once in Mom and Dad's waterbed. Oh well, that was all coming to an end... or so I thought.The bridegroom was my friend, Darren. He asked me to be best man, and, of course, despite my sadness at loosing my sex-hungry little sister to this guy, I accepted. After the wedding, they had a huge reception, which got pretty wild as the evening went on. Being family, I got to dance with Lena a couple of times. She looked stunning in her wedding gown. It was cut low to reveal a. I stared at the phone, praying he would text back. My hunger for cum, for being on my knees, possessed my every thought.I noticed my phone was flashing.A rush of excitement coursed through me that it might be the black guy. The fact was that even though I had just swallowed two loads and should have been satisfied, I instantly wanted more. I grabbed my phone and read the message:White boy,I am at across the street from where you blew me yesterday.. Come to the worksite and ask for Bart.Do it. Ann was completely oblivious to the man approaching her from behind and the sound of his trouser zip being undone. It was only when she felt her sex lips parted and her cunt rammed full of cock that she realised three people were now using her like a slut in the wood.The prick filling her fuck hole was smaller than the one she was furiously licking and sucking, but it felt amazing all the same as it was expertly driven in and out of her at a relentless pace. Each time the man thrust forward Ann.