Wedding vows!

"Let's get on with your wedding vows then!", Meat stated, his fingers tightened around her clit, the sharp pain mingling with the relentless thrusts that drove her forward. "So do you, Candy, take Meat as your newly wedded black husband, your primary lover and sole owner of all your voluptupus assets and all your holes?" he growled, his voice echoing through the confined space of the car. Candy's breath fastened, her mind racing as the pain and pleasure twisted together. She wanted to resist, to scream for help, but the pressure on her clit intensified, and she could feel tears welling up in her eyes. "I... I do," she sobbed, the words tumbling out as Meat's grip finally eased, leaving her clit throbbing.

Meat's voice was relentless, his thrusts unyielding. "Do you, Candy," he began again, "promise to come running to Meat whenever he calls, go wherever he takes you, and do whatever he tells you to do, without any question asked?" he demanded, his tone leaving no room for defiance. Candy's breath caught as his fingers found her clit once more, the pressure building until it became unbearable. She screamed, the sound a mix of pain and twisted pleasure, as she nodded frantically. "I do!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the car.

Meat's voice now dropped to a deep groan as he delivered the final vow, his thrusts relentless. "Do you, Candy, give your breeding rights over to Meat and promise to cherish any his black offsprings that you might bear in your womb, more than your white son and to be ever ready to make a cuckold out of your white pseudo-husband? Do you?" Before she could muster a word, Meat shoved three of his thick fingers into her pussy, the pressure overwhelming as his cock pistoned in her ass. Candy's lips curled back in a silent scream, her body betraying her with a violent orgasm that left her shuddering. "I do!" she gasped, the words barely escaping her lips.