“Raphael, fuck me, Baby while I kiss my husband. Put that big cock in me.”
Anne locked lips with Carl again. He watched Raphael out of the corner of his eye as the black man pumped his cock into hardness, then guided the head into Anne’s gaping slit. Anne moaned into the kiss. In at full depth Raphael lifted Anne onto her toes when the end was buried into her. When Carl went for her tits Raphael already had them cupped in his hands. Anne broke the kiss again.
“You are the best husband ever. Getting fucked with his black cock is so good.”
The kiss resumed and then stopped again.
“It feels so good when his cum shoots in me.”
They kissed through several orgasms for Anne. She grabbed Carl’s hands and put her head down when she was starting to cum. Raphael blasted his load into her. Once filled with black seed she kissed her husband goodnight.
“See you in the morning.”
She led Raphael to the master bedroom, leaving the door open. Carl noted a trail of cum across the kitchen tile, grabbed a couple of paper towels so he could clean it up. He looked at the cum that had just been in his wife and tossed the towels into the trash. Once in the downstairs bathroom he jacked off a load of cum into the sink.
It was oddly quiet in the basement. Being alone in the bed was strange. No Anne to reach over to and touch. He wondered if she was fucking Raphael again. Carl quietly went up the stairs. A dim light in the master bedroom was enough for him to see Raphael pumping into her. Her legs were spread wide. She waved them around in the air as her black lover fucked her. The sounds of her enjoyment floated out into the hallway. Soon Raphael’s grunts were enough to tell him the black man was cumming deep inside Anne’s womb again.
The thoughts of the reality of what was going in his own bedroom kept Carl restless and unable to sleep. Several times he would sneak up the stairs. Several times he could hear Raphael snore. Twice there were sounds of Raphael fucking her in their marriage bed.
In the morning Carl went upstairs to get ready for work. Anne said it was okay. Both were asleep. It was easy to tell they were both naked under a single layer of sheet. Carl showered, shaved, and brushed his teeth. It was his bathroom, by God. When he came out to go into the closet for his clothes they were fucking again. This time his naked wife was on top rising up the full length of the black rod and ramming down again. Carl heard her cum twice while he was getting dressed.
Downstairs Carl fixed breakfast for himself. Anne brought Raphael downstairs as Carl sat at the counter to eat. She took a piece of bacon from his plate and put it in her mouth. He wondered how she could chew bacon and make it look like she was sucking cock. Anyway it would be good to get to work and get out to see one of his worker’s wives from some normal pussy and a chance to shoot his load into a woman’s cunt instead of the bathroom sink.
When all trucks were dispatched Tanya was the last person Carl wanted to have a conversation with.