A Winter Wedding

On the 31st, Tommy and Cassie got married. The 58 year-old black man and 20 year-old white woman were quite the contrast. But it was clear that each loved what the other offered. Carrie rubbed her tears off her cheek as maid of honor. John made an ideal best man for his future chief of staff.

The stocky business owner carried Cassie across the threshold. It was finally time for him to breed her. They'd been talking about it since they started fucking, but it would be unseemly in some circles for her to already be pregnant on the wedding day. So they waited, to their mutual consternation. No more.

He pulled off white reception gown, leaving her just in her lingerie. He took a deep breath.

"You are the most radiant girl I've ever laid eyes on." Cassie giggled.

"C'mon, Mr. Robinson ... let's make a baby she said, pulling off her bra to expose her ample, milky white breasts and tugging off her panties to expose her perfectly pink pussy. His wife's pink pussy, topped off with her red pubic hair. He disrobed, exposing his big black cock.

"Mmm, now that's what I've been waiting for," she purred, beckoning him forth. He rubbed his cock against her pussy, letting the tip linger on her clit, making it twitch. Cassie moaned, reaching down to push him inside her. "Mmmm, fuck Daddy." Tommy growled. Being called that always got him going.

He started fucking her, his heavy black balls slapping her pink asshole. She cooed wrapping her legs around him, his tree trunk thighs between her breeding hips as they worked in perfect harmony, the bull and his prize. It was baby making time.