Cameron isn't freakishly endowed byany means, but for a virgin convert, he may as well have been hung likea racehorse. No pain, only pressure, but I s...creamed from shock alone. Hepushed hard, with all his weight behind him, and it forced the air frommy lungs, which had me gasping for oxygen my brain desperately needed.He had gone all the way in that first thrust, and when he pulled backand pressed inside a second time, I couldn't fill my lungs and had towait until he pulled back again. The. The sounds from upstairs were unmistakable: I could hear Ana’s moaning and grunting as she was having sex…I climbed the stairs to get a view that really shocked me:Lying on our marital bed, my sexy wife was on her back with her legs in the air and a black man who I had never seen before was thrusting his hard cock in her, in a very wild pace.Instead of getting mad and throw this nigger off of my wife’s body, I just stood there and watched Anita give in to her lust and take his hard black cock. Todaywas the second meeting, at which Cardinal O'Connor would get a chance torebut these.As Mary-Anne entered the room, she could feel the tension in the air. Themembers of the tribunal, her erstwhile colleagues, some of whom she hadconsidered close friends as well, looked at her as though she were afreak in a circus. She did not cower, however. She looked at them withdignity, sat in the place allotted to her, and began her response."Your eminences," she explained, "it is best to begin at the. .one....two....ooh please not so hard...thurEEEEEEeeee" Joan was swatting harder and harder and by the time I got to25 I was crying like a baby. "Ohhh my poor baby," said Joan. "Does baby's heinie hurt?Pull down your pink panties and let mamma see." I lowered the silken underwear to my knees. "Uhhhmmm. Looks like some more would do you some good."Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! With Joan's last comment she began a rapid rain of blows on mypoor suffering bare bottom. I was.