"I said, ‘I shouldn’t, I’m married,’ and he said, ‘So am I.’ With the depth we were. In, I couldn’t stand anymore, so I was straddling around his body and felt his magnificent hard on pressing against me. I couldn’t stop myself from sliding down on it. He felt so good, especially with how big he felt as he was throbbing in me when he came. I told him now that he’s cum in me, he can fuck me bareback anytime he wants."
"Come on, are you telling me you don’t wanna sleep with me? Oh, my paw said he’d shoot you if you messed with his daughter? Yeah, he probably meant it. But I won’t tell. And he’s out in the field. Why don’t you risk it? I can tell you want to from the way your pants are all stuck out in front, hehehehe."
She was true to her word and didn’t tell, and he thought he was safe. Until 4 months later when there was a banging on his door and he opened it to find the farmers shotgun stuffed in his face, the blushing girl, her belly beginning to swell from pregnancy, and a preacher.
"We’re gonna have us a wedding, city boy!" her father gruffly informed him.
He swallowed nervously, looking at the large gun and nodded, “Yes sir, seems like the thing to do to me too.”
After the marriage was consummated, she told him that there were a few other guys who might be the father.
"I bent over to get some sunscreen and I felt his hand cup my pussy. I yelped at first, but he started rubbing and I got wet right away. His cock was really big, but I was so wet that it slid in easily, and after he made me cum twice he put some of his own lotion deep inside me."
She spread her labia apart for me.
"That’s very nice," I told her, "but I think it would be better with this in there." My pants dropped and I started rubbing my hard cock on her puss. She made a whimpering sound and I eased into her with a few strokes.
"Oh yes," she moaned, "I need one of those in me every day. Preferably multiple times. Don’t worry about me wearing you out — it can be different ones each time."
It woke me when she got out of bed. I don’t even remember her coming back to the room.
"Oh, I’m sorry baby I didn’t mean to disturb you."
"When did you get back?"
"I don’t know. It was late. We just went back to his room and started fucking. He took me from behind, got on top, I got on top, all over the place. He must have cum in me like four times. I felt bad I left you alone, but I knew you would like hot wet I am now," she said as she bent over. I didn’t need any more of an invitation.
You like it when she narrates, telling you how much she enjoys his black dick. How good it feels stuffing her pussy. How much she loves this secret part of your lives together — the nights when she gets to be such a slutwife…
"Oh baby, I’m so glad none of the guys around here wear rubbers. Tyrone is about to be the second guy to fill me with cum. I’ve never felt this sexy before!"
I watched as she slipped her dress off, my cock already out of my pants and in my hands. My pleasure betrayed me as I let out a little moan.
She turned to me, “Oh my! Aren’t you the prev? With a tool that nice, you shouldn’t be preving out over there. Get over here and show me what you can do with that thing.”