Was he going to kill me? I had no idea. Without saying a word, he took his clothes off very quickly, puffing like a steam engine and just...staring at... me...the entire time. When he was naked, he stood there for a moment like he was encouraging me to look at him. He had hair all over him and his cock was, to me, huge. He smiled at me, then put all his weight on my legs and crawled up my body. He kissed me on the lips and I think that's when I really started to cry, but he kept going, making shh. She had eaten half of one sandwich and downed three glasses of the cold Chardonnay and had the beginnings of a nice buzz. She lay back in the warm sun and closed her eyes and fell asleep. She wasn't sure how long she had dozed but the noise of kids woke her up. She sat up and looked around and saw a gaggle of teenage boys and girls running up and down the beach, playing with their Frisbees and footballs, the boys mostly showing off for the girls. Wendy watched for a while then grew bored, drank. . Mai richa k long skirt me ghus gaya nd dekha usne panty nahi pehni hai… Bass fir kya tha maine wahi baith kar uska pussy chatne laga… Richa machal uthi.. Usne skirt k upar se mera siir ko dabana shuru kar diya.. Nd usne aaahh ahhhhh bhi karne lagi.. Kya batau dosto aj bhi woh situation yaad ata hai toh lund ekdam lohe jaisa tight ho jata hai.. Maine skirt k andar se itna chusa nd chata uske pussy ko ki woh control nahi kar payi nd sara apna garm juice mere muh pe daal diya.. Fir mai khara. We fucked like rabbits. I was stretched out real good after that weekend.Ed saw how much I liked being fucked in public. He started referring to me as a slut and a whore. I didn't really mind, because I enjoyed behaving that way. Being a slut made sex so much more incredible.Eventually seeing me fucked by other men wasn't enough for Ed. He wanted me to start fucking black men. I told Ed I wasn't sure I wanted to be fucked by a black man. I was raised to believe that blacks are different from.