Amy was waxed and ready and Eric was armed with a little added "assistance" that was going to keep him in action for the ambitious night (and morning)... of activities ahead. A bottle of champagne for the room capped it off. Amy wanted something special but nothing too sappy and vanilla just because it was Valentine's Day. This night needed to be memorable; like the time he fucked her in his truck in an alley, or when he fucked her on rock on a narrow cliff ledge with the river rushing by below,. Her pussy tightens around me. Hugging and milking every inch. Fuck it was good.After a few more full body shudders Holly whispers to me “Harder”I slow my pace but up my effort. Slamming into her young cunt with more vigor now. Trying to break her. It works after several more forceful thrusts she cries with pleasure again. This orgasm just as big as her first. “Cum inside me” She cries.I’m almost there. Her tight pussy is contracting around my whole length and my orgasm is building fast.“Do it. Are you sure?" Yes mere. How old were you, when you and pere were married. Seventeenand eighteen. I wanted to stay in America a year ago. And, I now knowthat it was because of the way I felt about him." Yes, your pere and I were young. And, yes I did know you wanted to stayand why. Does he feel the same way about you?" Yes mere. Very much so." Does he have a problem with an interracial marriage?" No. He's never had a problem with us. I'm the one that had the problem.But, I think I'm over it.". She covered the phone for a second. "I'm afraid it's bad news, honey; hold on while I find out as much as I can."She put the phone back to her ear and listened to her husband on the other end."Oh shit ... no, I didn't just swear in front of the kids, they're in the living room. She's here ... ah, well she was worried that Ken was going to cheat on her this weekend ... Because ... no, I think it was her own guilt talking. Ever since she got back from her mysterious weekend that time, she's been.