He could still taste her on his tongue and lips. Looking down, he could see her turgid, little clit trying to escape it's hood. Twisting his fingers t...ogether, he inserted the two longest inside her hot, wet cunt to keep it satisfied, while he nibbled on her clitty. Alyce screamed out when she felt him latch on to her already throbbing nub. He alternated between sucking and chewing on it, getting her very worked up. His fingers were so much bigger than her, and they were filling her up quite. He had his arms flung over his head and his dick was leaking the last of his load into the hair under his navel."How often do you do this?" I asked.He turned his head to look at me, a little smile at the corner of his mouth."How often do I fuck, or how often do I fuck the closeted married guys who cruise me at the gym?" He raised an eyebrow. "While their wives are on the other side of the room?"I rolled onto my back again."Either," I said. "Both." Or," he said, bringing one hand down to rub at. "“Is he the one then?”“The one?”“You know... The one that if the circumstances were right then you just might?”“Is that okay, Jonathan? It’s what you’ve always wanted, isn’t it, to watch me with someone else? So will it be okay if that someone is Marcus?”Her eyes betrayed her fear I might refuse. It cut me to see the degree to which she needed this to happen. She wanted it more than I ever thought she might. I suppose I had never really believed she would come to this enthusiastically, really. He shook his head and moaned a ‘no’. “They say black guys have big ones.” Jo groaned again. “They say they fuck harder and can do it over and over again.” He groaned even louder this time as she increased her speed. “They say they can fuck all night.” Jo cried out one last time. Carla felt his cum spill over her hand as he lay there moaning softly to himself. It had been a long time since she had done this to him. She kissed him and then got up to get some tissue. “I... I didn’t mean.