. I haven’t got mine yet! Now roll over and get on your knees and get that ass in the air – we have one more hole we haven’t tried!” he comman...ded.And even though I hadn’t fully recovered I immediately followed his order and got up on my knees with my chest and face on the bed and my ass stuck high in the air with my knees spread wide apart.Tommy grabbed a hand full of ass cheek in each hand and pulled them apart. His tongue found its mark and gave my rose bud a little tickle.“Mmm ... that’s it. After a while I sat down on the rock surveying the surrounding bank trying to decide just how I was going to make it a swimming hole. Off in the distance I could hear faint singing , a sign that usually meant that Beth was on the prowl . Hearing her happy singing brought back thoughts of last night and how happy I made her. To keep my mind away from my dick I decided to start moving rocks to make a dam in the stream. The banks were high enough on each side it could work, It helped some but. I wanted black cock and I want more! Please fuck me!” I cried out hoarsely trying desperately to get more of C’s cock in me by rocking on him. C’s strong black hands held my hips tightly not letting me move at all.“What do you want? Hmmm, tell us what you want. Tell the camera and all the men jacking off wishing they were fucking a whore like you what you want us to do to you....” C ordered me with little thrusts of his hips, sending his thick cock deeper inside my tight pussy, the base of his. Jennifer sat up, licked her lips, and smiled. "Nice amuse-bouche."Dave chuckled. "I hope it was more than that." Oh, it was," Jennifer said. "But not enough to satisfy me, not by a long shot."Dave just rolled his eyes and smiled. He fastened his pants again and cuddled into Jennifer until the car rolled to a stop in downtown Denver and Jen killed the engine. He looked out the window and furrowed his brow.Jennifer answered his unspoken question. "We're going to dinner at Bistro Vendôme and this.