White Hubby Helps Black Curiosity

Several minutes later, she collapsed beside him on the bed. Both lay panting. Jennifer looked over and saw that his cock lay limply against his stomach. Although they had both come several times, Randy's cock hadn't shriveled up like Ken's. It was still an impressive length.

"Christ can you suck cock. I hope Ken fucking appreciates you." Randy grumbled, his hand sliding up and down her bare leg.

"Mmmmm." Jennifer sleepily answered back. Her eyes drifted shut as Randy's hand traveled the inside of her thigh to rest at her pussy.

A movement from the door way caught Randy's eye. He lifted his head to see Ken standing there. A beer in his hand and a smile on his face. He looked at his sated, sleeping wife, then to Randy. With a nod, he turned and left the room. They both knew this would be their little secret.