1. A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04


    Date: 2/9/2024, Categories: Interracial Love, Author: byProperlyTwisted 

    ... over, my pants still bunched around my ankles. She was the picture of sex, her eyes nearly glazed shut, and the spooge of a half-dozen men covering her face, hanging in long tendrils off her jaws, and drooling down her ample breasts.

"YESSS!!" she said moving her pussy back and forth over the big vibrator and clamping a nipple in each hand, "YESSS, YESSS, YESSSS, YESSS...I'MMM WHATTT CHUUUU WANNNTTTTEDDD IIIIIMMMM.... AMMMM A BLACKKK COCKKK WHOORRRRRRRRR!!!!" she shouted, her head falling back to expose her muscular neck as a final titanic climax ripped through her.

I rushed to her and grabbed her scalp, pulling her face up to my enraged cock, and thrust it deep into her mouth. Gout after gout of white-hot jizz boiled out of my balls and into her mouth, pouring out of the sides and down her chin onto her breasts. I was vaguely aware that I was screaming shrilly at the top of my lungs, an entire day's worth of anticipation emptying from me before I fell onto the couch beside her.

"Tight, now pull back, real slow," I heard AJ whisper into his speakerphone. Both cameramen, pants still around their ankles, shuffled back until they were several feet away, at which point AJ said, "CUT!"

Part Five

Epilogue

(Mark's Story)

Three weeks later we were home, and Mary was sitting in front of the bathroom mirror putting the finishing touches on her makeup in preparation for a gala for the kids' school. Our kids had been out of the school for several years as it only ...
    ... went to middle school, but we still knew most of the parents involved on the board, so continued to support it. We were a little late, but I was enjoying the show.

Mary had donned the gown I'd bought her for the occasion with some trepidation. It was a very revealing strapless midnight blue thing with a plunging neckline that bared the tops of both breasts. When I brought it home her initial reaction had been "no way!" but I hung it on the side of the closet door anyway.

Day after day she paused to look it over as she walked to and from the closet and occasionally ran her hand over the folds in the skirt. Pre-Vegas Mary would never have considered wearing it in Fargo, but post-Vegas Mary was tempted. Finally, that Monday she'd held the dress up to her chest while looking in the mirror and said "ohhhh, what the hell? Why not? It's beautiful."

And that was that.

Better still, I had convinced her to redeploy the same makeup scheme she used in the very last scene of the video in Vegas--a stimulating and private reminder of how my gorgeous bride looked in quite a different context.

"AJ called," I said as I leaned against the wall behind her.

"Oh?" she said peering up at me through the mirror, "what did he say?" she asked quietly, fooling no one. Mary had visibly flinched at the announcement and her hips had hunched forward at the mere mention of AJ's name, the physical reaction telling me what she could not say.

I walked towards her, reached down over the back of ...
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