"Take off your cloths, baby." I can't, I have to go."He then grabs my right hand and places it on his rock hard erection. I start to moan in my mind."...Remember when you would take your BBC medicine, Gina?" You can take it again. Nate can't give you what I have." Mhmmm, those were great times!"Have you become a racist now?" Dear God, no! I love black cock. I just love my husband.My eyes are closed and I feel LaShawn's finger in my mouth as I start sucking on it. I then hear the sound of his. " Well, what am I supposed to do?" a baffled Greg asked."Be thankful that they didn't want to recommit your wedding vows," Kiarasaid, smirking."Wipe that smile off my face," Greg demanded."I'm not allowed to have facial expressions?" Kiara retorted, "Look,they're saying they have no idea what caused this or if it's reversible. I don't have to like living in your body, but as of this moment, it'smine." Stop this," interjected the professor, her sweet demur body not matchingthe interior. ?"Well,. So when she came back down she had a dressing gown over her costume. “I thought you wanted me to SEE it?” I teased. “Patience, Father. Just let me get you a cold drink first while I pour one for myself.” Her cold drink was a glass of wine perhaps to bolster her confidence as once she,d taken a healthy slip she opened the gown and laid it across an arm chair to reveal she wore a very brief “Micro Bikini” of a red shiny material, the bits over her nipples ringed by pearly rhinestones and the. If this was a picnic, where was the food? She focused the camera on the woman and felt a pang of jealousy tug at her heart. The woman was laughing and smiling, taking a clip out of her reddish gold hair and letting it fall down upon her amazing cleavage. Her breasts were close to spilling out over the low cut top that seemed to suit her curvy figure. The man moved over to touch her. He couldn’t keep his hands off of her! He was kissing her neck and cupping her breasts as though he would ravish.