I held her by her shoulders and looked straight at her, “Tanya, the water never gets over the top of that ledge behind us, it's already getting dark...and you know we'd have to swim against the surf.” She nodded quickly and closed into me again and buried her wet head against my chest. “I'm scared,” she said in the meekest voice I had ever heard from her, “and FUCKING cold!” she shouted that last bit and tried to laugh at her self as the words reverberated around us. My sister had always been. It was Jamison’s turn again. He pulled Ana by her ankles and made her turn on her back. He then spread her thighs and shoved his thick monster cock up my wife’s slippery cunt. Anita cried in pain at first; but she soon relaxed her sweet body and began to enjoy the pounding.Both black men fucked her all night long.After many hours of watching my sensual Ana being ravaged by them, I finally decided to get some rest, because I was truly exhausted.I went to the guest room, but the wild grunts and. Her hair falls over his crotch, tickling, and he brushes it aside. He watches her mouth descend along the shaft, taking it in, and then slowly sliding back along. She feels him swell in her mouth, under the influence of the warm, wet suction. She feels his hand squeeze her breast, twisting the nipple slightly. She feels his free hand on her shoulder and then it moves to her hair. Gripping gently, in ecstasy, he slowly guides her movements. She also feels the wetness of her own reaction to the. 6:30 I was listening for the sound of the door closing. Finally I heard dad go out and lock the door. It was still dark out and felt brave. Staying close to the bushes I ran towards Marks apartment in just my pajama pants. Going up the back stairs in bypassed anyone going to work. I knocked on the door. When it opened, Mark was standing there with his robe wide open. The hair on his chest and crotch had turned gray a few years ago and some have gone white. His dick hung limp and balls hung.