“It’s like some porn site on the internet. I saw him pull about six inches out of her and shove it back in. What the hell is wrong with her. How big is it anyway?”
“You saw about half of it. It’s probably twelve inches. They got in a big fight because she fucked another black guy that had fourteen.”
“Your wife fucks black guys with huge cocks. Do they cum inside her?”
“Yes, a whole lot, actually.”
“I hope you aren’t still fucking her. I mean I don’t want her to give you some STD that makes our baby sick.”
It’s been going on for a while, but I’ve not fucked her in a long time. Not since I got to fuck you.”
They kissed at the guest room door.
“Do you think we should be fucking when she comes after you?” Mandy seemed concerned.
“Sure. Might as well hit her with it right off. We wanted to fuck with her mind. The shock will do her good.”
The two had just started. Mandy heard Anne at the door. She put her finger to her lips to silence Carl.
“Oh, Baby. I love that. You fuck me so good.”
The door flew open. Anne was staring straight at her husband between Mandy’s thighs pumping in and out of her cunt. Mandy’s big tits were standing proudly on her chest with Carl’s efforts making them jiggle. Mandy dropped her hands to his ass to draw him in tighter.
“You’re not going to bring some whore into my house and fuck her under my roof!”
“Oh yes, he is. He’s fucking me right now. And, I’m not a whore, but I know a whore when I see one. And, right now I am looking right at one.”
Mandy tried to reply sweetly to Mrs. Carl. The venom in her voice could be heard at the end. Anne spun around and slammed the door. They could hear her cursing as she stalked back upstairs with “Fuck this, fuck that. God damn it.”
“She seems nice.” Mandy laughed. “I think I am going to like screwing you in your house.”
They kissed and went to back their love making. When she finished she yelled as loud as she could.
“Oh, my God. That is so fucking good. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”
Anne was fucking Raphael out of spite, giving him a really good ride. She heard the little bitch downstairs under her husband. Raphael heard it, too. They picked up the pace. Both had an orgasm, but it could have been better. Even more pissed about Mandy’s scream Anne muttered.
“There’s no fucking way he’s that good.”
Carl knew he was overmatched with the young teen wife. It must be some kind of father envy that got her off so hard fucking him. And, maybe some of it was her cheating on her husband with his boss. Whatever … it was good for Carl. He’d try to keep up.
It wasn’t so good for Raphael and Anne. Anne didn’t like the idea of the young twat fucking her husband. She would be even more unhappy if she knew Raphael loved her big tits and tight ass and wouldn’t mind fucking Mandy himself. They dressed to watch television in the family room.
Downstairs Mandy had Carl motivated to fuck her again after some time talking and giggling about the evil deed they were up to. Almost through with their second round Mandy’s husband called to see if she got to her sister’s house alright. Carl kept fucking her. She rolled him over and mounted his cock from above before answering. Carl was pinching her nipples and slowly fucking her when she answered. Mandy fed her husband a line of “visiting my sister” bullshit while she lowered herself up and down on his boss’s cock.