I gaze into your lust filled eyes as you sit in our bungalow suite, your rigid member in your hand as you urgently stroke it.
My tits are swaying in rhythm with the glorious fucking I am receiving from our Jamaican bell hop. His thick cock is stretching out the same pussy that was virgin just last night until you, my dear husband, made me a woman.
Now, here you sit, watching me in another first, taking this large, black monster. All because of you. “I dare you to answer the door naked,” you said, “I dare you.”
“I win.”
