“These are a few of my buddies from the market,” Buford introduced. He fucked harder and harder, her pussy muscles clenching on him over again, her tits swaying from his fucking, closer and closer to cumming inside her again. One afternoon, Buford approached Marcus as he was finishing his daily load. Edna would eye Marcus while he lifted those heavy bales of hay, his dark, sweaty muscles glistening in the sun. Get her on her hands and knees so you can fuck her real good!” Buford’s boys chimed in, all of them sweaty, horny and hard, wanting to see Marcus breed Edna real good. He wanted nothing more than to see his wife brought to orgasm by a strong Black stud. She couldn’t take it anymore, and, pulling her mouth off of his cock as she jerked him with her right hand, she screamed, “I want you to fuck me now, Marcus! They had become oblivious to the fact that her husband and his buddies were jerking off to the sight of them fucking. It was presumed
