When he reached them, he made sure that Sandra looked at him before he asked, "So, back for another year?"Sandra looked into his eyes, but she noticed... that he was looking at something that was much lower on her body."Yep, and probably also next year!" Sandra answered."Good!" he said smiling. "I hope you don't mind, but can I compliment you on your new dress code?" Do you like it," Sandra asked teasingly and slowly moved her breasts from left to right."I sure could get used to this," he teased. Thinking of it, Mary Anne Margaret grabbed ahold of Bill's cock in front of her, and slid her bum back and forth over a little area at the base of his dick. Her pussy lips tried to open for his dick the way they tried to open for the pole when she slid down it, but of course her pussy wouldn't open at all. She couldn't wait till she was bigger and her vagina would open, letting something inside. No matter how painful it might be in real life, every time she dreamed of putting Bill's dick. He fucked mywife like he was humping a dog. He was, she was hisbitch. He was punishing her burying it without caringif he were hurting her. It is a good thing that she isa big woman and could handle that horse cock as herepeatedly pulled it out and rammed it back in.The other black had a normal size cock, 7 inches or soand solid, he was trying to force it all the way downmy wife’s throat. I could hear her gagging as hegrabbed her by her hair and pulled her to him forcingmore and more cock. ” Well, that was my plan, to eat her for lunch in a couple of days so I started preparing myself for the task and started mentally going down on her so I could be ready to blow her mind. The day arrived and we met offsite again, I was so excited to finally get to see her pussy let alone be able to drive her into a frenzy with my tongue as I’d planned. I wanted to kiss her and started there, running my hands over her tits, hips and thighs. She responded to me as she always did, hungrily.