Her fat ass squeezed out the bottom showing plenty of cheek. Next she put on the halter top which covered little of her preggo breasts.Now dats one p...oppin Moma dar.Lookit dat fat pregnant belly hanging out.Mo had little cover. The knocked up Bitch was hanging out all over.Antoine, I am hungy, I need to eat. Cried MaureenYo gonna get yo fill of liquid food, dat Black man semen. Be good fo yu. HAAAAAAAAAAA.Antoine took the bag he brought in.Got sum mo stuff fo yu.We gots to dress yu. She blushed from head to toe as this image passed through her mind. "Are you okay?" the policeman asked her with genuine concern in his voice, as he looked her up and down. He didn't mean for her to be scared but he wasn't sure how to tell her the real reason he had pulled her over. She hadn't been speeding at all, he had just been sitting in his patrol car when she'd driven by and had noticed her straight away. A flash of blonde hair and a wide open mouth, obviously singing along to some song. I still need to get going. The guy running everything rolled his eyes. Fine&hellip,Kristen, get up. She stood and he dragged her into the bathroom. I heard a crash of water on skin and a shout of surprise. What the fuck? Caitlins right, its only fair. Kristen came out toweling the cold water off her body. She gave me a dirty look. Can we do this now? When I say go. We crawled on the bed and forced our bodies together, pussies only inches apart. Ready? Yes. Go! Kristen was determined, but I was. "Oh, GOD!" she yelled. I felt her sphincter convulse around my finger, followed by a constriction of her labia, and her juices gushed into my mouth. She was going "hungh, hungh, hungh," in rhythm with the contractions of her orgasm, and I had to swallow her pussy juice to keep from drowning. Slowly, Daphne sat upright, being careful not to sit too hard on my face. I started to pull my finger from her ass, and she helped, pushing it out with contractions of her anus. Then she turned and threw.