In the lobby of the run-down Velvet Hotel, George Williams paced the floor, beginning now to worry if something had happened to his beautiful wife.  'Oh, God …………I …………………I should never have left her there with Linus!  Did he kidnap her?  Will I ever see her again?' he worried.  'God, I should have known better ……………….I shouldn't have left Anne in the theater with him ……………..a man who's last name I don't even know!' he concluded.

Heart pounding in his chest, George was fret with worry about the whereabouts of his beautiful wife.  It had now been at least fifteen minutes since he had left Anne kneeling on the seat of the chair, crouched over the back of it as she began to give head to the man he only knew as Linus, one of the men he had met in restroom.  The worst scenarios began to course through his mind as George realized just how stupid he had been.

'The police!  Shit ……………tell them my wife is missing ……………that when I left her in the porn theater she was naked and about to blow a strange guy that I had met in the 'john'?' George thought.  Then he breathed a large sigh of relief as he saw Linus escorting Anne, hand at her elbow, past the lobby window before entering the lobby.  George saw Linus grin widely at him, obviously well satisfied after the blowjob that Anne had just given him.

Remaining on the other side of Linus, George saw Anne now appearing rather sheepish and blushing as she looked away.  His lovely wife was now apparently embarrassed to see him in the well lit lobby, so different from how she had wantonly behaved in the darkness of the theater with him just several feet away at most.  "I ………….I got us Room 408!" George advised Linus.

Then George was stunned when Linus replied "Go and see if there's an adjoining room to it and get that one too!  If not, get it changed to two adjoining ones!"  Obediently, George hurried off to see the guy behind the desk in order to comply with Linus' request.  Happy to have gotten an adjoining room to the one he had already ready rented, George turned and swallowed in seeing Linus leaning his muscular black frame down and kissing Anne passionately up against the lobby wall.

When the kiss ended, George advised Linus of having rented Room 406 that adjoined the one he had already rented.  George looked over at Anne, who blushed and turned away from his staring eyes, embarrassed at her public display of affection.  Then he watched as Linus got a cellphone to make a call "Marcus, where the fuck are ya?  Artie's getting ya the camcorder, huh?  We got us two adjoining rooms so we each can have some privacy with the little lady!  We'll be in 408!  Hurry up and get yer fuck'n ass over here!"

"Gimme one of the room keys, Georgie boy!  We'll go on up ahead so yer purty wife can take a shower and get purtied up for the cameras!  You go across the street and get us a case of beer and a bottle of scotch!" Linus advised.  Nodding obediently, George turned to head on off to the liquor store as his wife and Linus entered the elevator.

Just as George got back to the hotel's entrance, with the beer and scotch, Marcus and the man named Artie arrived from the theater carrying a tripod and case of camera equipment.  George merely nodded to Artie when Marcus introduced him the rather unsavory foreign looking man.  Then George cringed upon hearing Marcus say "Artie, this is Georgie boy, the pretty lady's hubby!"   Leading the way and entering the elevator, George pushed the button that would take them up to the fourth floor.

Going in through Room 408, George opened the door to the adjoining room to look about for Linus and Anne.  No one was in the room but then he heard the shower going from the open bathroom door.  With Marcus and Artie unpacking the camera and setting things up, George slowly made his ways towards the sounds coming from the shower.

Excited at seeing his lovely wife naked in the shower with another man, George felt his cock twitch in response to the surge of excitement that the scene created.  However, the normal pleasure associated from an exciting sexual scene was a thing of the past.  Instead, George groaned from the excruciating pain caused by the ring of teeth marks that his wife had caused earlier in the theater when she was buggered for the very first time.
 
Having loaded up the beer into the small refrigerator in the adjoining room, George gave a cold one to Marcus and Artie before taking a swipe from his can.  As they sat around drinking, Linus and Anne finally reemerged from the bathroom, fully dressed to George's surprise.  George jumped to his feet when Linus advised "Go get yer purty wife and me a beer, Georgie boy!"

Returning to the room with beer, George then listened as Linus advised "Artie, my man!  Meet the lovely Mrs. Anne Williams, Georgie boy's wife!  Ain't she purty?  Why don't ya show Marcus how to operate the camera cause yer the lucky guy who'll get first dibs!  Me and Marcus has gotta rest up a bit after the purty lady gave us a run fer our money up in the cheap seats!"

"Georgie ………….ya wanna get in on the act for a double-team of yer purty little wife?" Linus asked him.  This time, George's shudder was one of embarrassment as his cock ached so badly that he was certain it would not function properly.  Face flushing a beet red, George stammered "I ……………I …………..I don't think I can get it up!  My ……….my wife bit me so hard ………..it's still hurting badddd!"

George was embarrassed as all the guys cracked up laughing at his plight.  He even saw Anne turn away to hide her laughter from him.  Then Linus advised "Okay, Georgie ………..we'll give yer little pecker a rest!  Ya jest sit on the couch with yer lovely wife and Artie will sit at the table when we start filming.  Artie is at yer place to collect on the gambling debt that you owe and will have this shiv on the table.  As ya ain't got the bucks to pay off, Artie of course will find something of yers to cover the interest owed!   You guys can ad lib things from there!"

Only now did George begin to ponder the aspect of such a filming, realizing that he was a successful businessman and could not afford being seen in such pornography .  He then inquired of Linus "What ……………what are you planning to do with the film?  You aren't going to distribute it, are you?  I …………..I …………..my wife …………….and I …………..can't be seen in such a film!  People ………..people we know might ………….will …………….recognize us!"

Linus looked at the pathetic wimp and tauntingly laughed "What the fuck?  Do you think we're wasting our fuck'n time and money in filming this?  We're gonna make yer beautiful wife here a real hot porn star!  And everyone will get to see what a fuck'n wimp she's got for a husband!  Now sit yer fucking ass down in the couch so we can get things rolling!"

Nervous, shaking from the glaring Linus, George backed up a few feet till he bumped into the couch and sat himself down.  Meekly he sat there, wondering just what he had gotten them into, afraid to stand up to Linus.  Alone on the couch, he looked over towards Anne who was standing before the mirror, adjusting her makeup and looking far from apprehensive in doing the porno film.

For the purpose of the film, Linus advised Anne to sit close to her husband, clutch at his arm tightly and to look scared.  Looking at George, Linus just chuckled and laughed out loud in seeing that there was no need for further directing as the wimp looked scared shitless.  "Okay, let's get started!  Roll'em!" Linus ordered.

"Well, George …………….you know why I'm here, don't you?  Have you filled purty Mrs. Williams in on how ya blew a grand on the basketball game?  That it's overdue and yer running up interest at 10% each day?" Artie ad libbed.  "I ………..I ……..I …………" came the stammering reply from George who was even more nervous now with his real name being used.  "Two days of interest ……………….that's two hundred bucks that I've got to leave here with ……………or else!" Artie added.

Anne was great at playing the role for the camera, looking stunned before turning to look at her husband and saying "George …………….George ………….you didn't!  It's not true ……………is it?  We don't have that kind of money!"  Then, turning to the collector, Anne pleaded "Please …………….please …………….we don't have that kind of money!  We need time to get that kind of money …………but not with that kind of interest rate added on to it!"

Linus smiled at the way things were going, watching as Artie then ordering the sexy beauty to stand up.  Next Artie ordered the beautiful wife to start stripping but Anne bit her bottom lip and shook her head 'no'.  It was the perfect setup with Artie then ordering "Yer purty wife don't want to cooperate and take her clothes off fer me, George!  Ya want me to overlook the two days of interest you owe me, Georgie boy?  Well, ya get up and help yer purty little wife undress!"

'Oh, God ………….if this film gets out and someone recognizes me ………………..I'm dead!  I'll be the fucking laughing stock around the office and never have anyone's respect if they see me like this!' George thought.  'But if I refuse at this point, these black brutes will beat me to a pulp!  Be a man …………stand up to them!' he told himself.  But all George could do was to stand up slowly and reach to the clasp of Anne's dress at the back of her neck.

With Anne standing frozen to the spot, George unzipped the back of her navy blue dress, then pushed the dress over her shoulders to let it fall to the carpet around her matching heels.  Next George undid the clasp of Anne's lacy white bra and peeled the straps over her shoulders, letting the flimsy garment fall to the floor atop of her dress.  Then George began pushing his wife's lacy white panties down over her trim hips till it fluttered down over her sexy legs to puddle at her heels.  Bending down, George lifted his wife's right foot to remove her heel and peel off the silky garment.  Doing the same to her left foot, he had bared his wife totally to the leering Artie and for the camera to capture on film.

Then George heard Artie advise "Get yer purty wife ready fer me, Georgie boy!  Feel her titties up!"  Standing back up, he slid his arms between Anne's arms and body, cupping her breasts to flick her pink nipples for Artie and the camera.  Immediately, George felt his wife's nipples rise to attention from arousal and anticipation of what was to come.  Then he slid his right hand down to the vee of Anne's crotch, dipping his middle finger up into her wet snatch and began to finger fuck his shivering wife.

"George ………………George ……………….no …………no, stop …………..what are you doing!  Please ………….George …………..don't ……………..don't shame in front of him!" Anne tearfully played the part.  "George, how could you do this to us …how could you gamble away money we don't have?  You're so ………..stupid!  Stupid!" she sobbed convincingly for the camera.

"Bring your beautiful wife here and stretch her out on the table for me, George!  I wanna get a taste of yer sweet little honey!" George heard Artie advise.  "No ……………George …………..no …………….I don't want to!" his wife added for the camera as she tried to pull her arm out of his grasp.  It would certainly be an exciting scene for the viewer but George realized 'God ……………..if someone recognized Anne or me …………..I'll never be able to live down being in an X-rated flick …………much less a scene like this of me acting like a fucking wimp!'

But George feared what Linus and his buddies would do to him if he balked at this point and ruined the filming.  Pulling Anne over to the table, Artie got up and lifted her legs as George pulled his wife's arms over her head to give Artie full access to her now prone body.  Then Artie was leaning over Anne's body, sucking in a pink nipple as Anne began moaning with pleasure.  Artie soon moved his mouth over to suck upon the twin peak, tonguing it to stiffness.  Then George watched as Artie moved down to bury his face in Anne's golden bush, causing his wife to give a loud "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Following Artie's instructions, George and Artie carried Anne over onto the bed.  Then Artie was immediately upon his wife, looking over to him and advising "Watch how a 'real' man fucks your beautiful wife, George!"  Obeying, George knelt down at the edge of the bed and watched as Artie fitted himself up against Anne's withering body.  "Oh, George ………..George ………….don't let him!" his wife advised for the benefit of the film.

Throughout the night, after the film with Artie portraying the bookie was over, George watched as his beautiful wife was fucked continuously with one man at the ready to take over for his expended buddy.  It had been rather embarrassing when Linus told him to strip down and get on the bed so that Anne could suck him off.  Normally he would have jumped for joy at the prospect of Anne going down on him but his cock still hurt so badly that George now cringed at the prospect.

It turned out to even more embarrassing for George as Anne kept bobbing her head up and down upon his cock, sucking avidly at it but the pain of being bitten earlier was just too much.  George just could not get a hard on, remaining shriveled as Linus and his cohorts chuckled loudly over his impotence.  As Artie got behind of his wife, George cringed, fearing that he would once again be bitten if Anne was buggered by the man.

A month later, at the Williams home, things were still a bit edgy between husband and wife ever since that eventful weekend.  What was to be a fun outing for them instead turned into one that revealed so much of each other's secret desires that had never been let out before.  George could sense an air of disdain from his wife after his display of being an utter failure in standing up to the thugs and that he in fact had brought the men up to the balcony, allowing them to manhandle her.  Meanwhile, Anne wondered what was going through her husband's mind after seeing just how much pleasure she had derived in having a big black brute screwing her out of her mind.

But as each day went by, things began slowly to return to normal between George and Anne.  Still, no one dared suggesting that they make another trip out to the big city again.  Anne could not help but think of that weekend, causing her to rub her thighs together to stem the flow of juices.  Anne was currently vice-president of the Women's League and president-elect for the upcoming year.  Both attended church each week, missing attendance only when they were out of town, such as that eventful weekend in the city.

Solid members of the community, both George and Anne were well respected by everyone.  George was even about to become a deacon of the church they attended. Deep down for George, he could not help but to think back to that weekend and get a hardon in picturing Anne being fucked and sucked by the big black brutes they had just met.  Though he had been forced to portray the wimpy husband in the porno flick, George realized that he indeed had not been man enough to stand up to Linus and his friends and that he did not have to act at all in portraying the wimp.  Deep down, it gave him a thrill to have been forced to kneel before the bed and watch the men defile his lovely wife.

On Wednesday evening, after having met Anne for dinner at a nice restaurant at the mall, George stopped by the church to meet with the pastor.  He needed to go over the plans to put on an addition to serve as a classroom for Sunday school.  Bidding the pastor goodbye, George headed out to the parking lot to head on home as Anne went shopping after dinner and then was to pick up his favorite dessert.  Things now seemed back to normal between them and lovemaking the other night was the best ever, though he was rockhard in pretending that he was Linus fucking his lovely wife.

Just as he opened his car door, George heard a male's voice call out "Mr. Williams!  Mr. Williams ……………….hold up!"  Turning to the direction where the voice came from, George saw that it was Willie Smith, the old caretaker of the church.  "Hi Willie! What's up?" he asked.  "Jest wanted to congratulate you!  Heard the good news that they're gonna make ya a deacon soon!" the old caretaker responded as the man extended his hand in congratulations.

"How's the purty little missus, Mr. Williams?" Willie asked with a smile.  At the age of 58, Willie had taken on the caretaker's job to keep busy after retiring from the construction industry as he was just getting too old for that job.  He had gotten to know all the members of the congregation and had always taken a fancy to the beautiful Mrs. Anne Williams.  Many a night, Willie had pulled on his pud as he pictured the lovely beauty, wishing that somehow he could get between her sexy white legs.  But he knew it was just wishful thinking and that it would only be in his dreams that she would willingly spread her legs for him.

"Oh, Mrs. Williams is just fine, Willie!  In fact, I'm headed home as she should be getting back now with my favorite dessert!" George advised.  "My car's giving me some problems!  Would you mind if I caught a ride with you to the supermarket near your home?  They'll be closing in a bit and I won't be able to get there in time if I walked!" the caretaker advised.  "Sure, no problem, Willie!  Hop in!" George responded.

Willie did not have any problems with his car nor did he need anything from the supermarket.  Having nothing of excitement in this town that Willie desired, he often headed out to the big city in order to find an adult movie theater or a hooker when he could afford one.  Just this past Friday, he had finished his work around the church early and headed out in his car to take in a skin flick.  Finding the Stardust Theater, Willie had gone in to watch the new flick that was debuting that night.

On the drive, George fidgeted in his seat as perspiration poured from his forehead when the old caretaker began telling him about his recent escapade to the city, especially after emphasizing his visit to the Stardust Theater.  "Gosh, I happened to go there at the right timing, just when the had a surprise debut of a new X-rated flick!  Man, it was so good ………….I had to buy myself a copy of it!" the black caretaker advised.

"Yeahhhhh …………that tape is a real treasure!  Never seen anything like it before!  This white dude lost some bucks gambling and then the bookie, a big black guy, comes around to collect!" Willie chuckled.  "The bookie eyes up the guy's sexy blonde wife and offers to write off the interest owed in exchange of a go at the sexy bod!  Get this, that wimp of a husband undresses his pretty wife and holds her down on the table while his bookie eats her out!  Damn …………………what I'd give to get in the sack with a beautiful babe like that!" he added.

His life flashing before him, George knew that all his efforts in rising to the pinnacle of his community and church would immediately disappear if word got out of the X-rated flick.  He had prayed that the film would not be shown or that it would merely fall along the wayside as there were so many such films being produced daily.  Also, as there were no adult stores in or near the community, George had just recently begun to feel relieved that the film would disappear into obscurity.  But now, all his fears had come true as evidenced by the grinning caretaker sitting in the passenger seat of his car.  "Willie ……….would ……………would you like to join my wife and me for coffee and dessert?"

Having just arrived home, still in the dress and heels that she had worn to work followed by dinner and shopping, Anne had just prepared the coffee and was about to cut the cake she had purchased for dessert.  Hearing the garage door open, she realized that George was quite timely in getting back so they could have coffee and dessert together.  Lovemaking was so good for her the night before, with George having more stamina than ever.  But in the darkness of the night, she had closed her eyes and pretended that it was one of the men from the theater upon her, that it was a muscular black body lying upon her.

As she began cutting the cake, with her back to the opening of the door connecting the garage to the kitchen, Anne yelled out "Hi, honey!  Perfect timing!  I just got back myself and the coffee is brewing!  It'll be ready in just a few minutes!"  Then Anne heard a meek stammering response from her husband "Hi ………..hi, honey!  I …………..I …………….we ……………….we have a guest joining us for coffee and dessert!"

Shocked to hear that George had brought a guest home unannounced, Anne turned to see the smiling caretaker from the church with her husband looking quite pale.  "H ……..hi, Mr. Smith!  So …………..so nice to see you again!  Please ………….have ………have a seat!  Join us!" Anne politely advised.  Looking at her pale husband, she asked "Honey …….are you okay?  You don't look so good!"  As Anne approached her husband, getting a towel to wipe his perspiring face, she shuddered when her husband whispered "He knows!  He knows, honey!  Willie saw the film of us at the Stardust Theater this past weekend!"

With George and Willie Smith seated at the dining table, Anne nervously brought out the dessert and coffee.  She could not control the trembling of her hands as she placed the cup and saucer down before the old caretaker.  Then she shivered as the old man boldly placed his hand upon hers as he thanked her for the coffee.  Anne was mortified, frozen to the spot with the large callused hand upon her, not just resting on hers but actually caressing her hand.

Finding the strength, Anne pulled her hand out from under the caretaker's as she sat down to join them.  Initially she had looked forward to having coffee and dessert but now only picked at her piece of cake, glancing up at her husband who was seated to her right.  Her heart began pounding, feeling the caretaker's leg bumping up against hers and not retreating as if it was a mere accident.  It was certainly no accident, not in the way the man's leg was now pressing up against her.

"Hmmm ………………delicious!  It's so nice of you to invite me into your home!  I'm looking forward to having you appointed as a deacon of church!" Wille advised.  Then he boldly reached out with his right hand to grasp Anne Williams' left hand, lifting it up so that her diamond sparkled in the light.  "Ohhh ………….your hand is so soft and beautiful!" he said as he drew her hand towards him and kissed the back of her hand.  Then Willie moved his face lower and lewdly stuck his tongue out to flick at the diamond ring and wedding band before the shocked couple.

George sat across of the smiling caretaker, watching the lewd act take place at his dining room table.  He could see Anne panting for breath, afraid to offend this devious man who was obviously making a subtle blackmail demand with what he had discovered.  Then the man was pulling at Anne's hand, getting her to reach over the table to where the old geezer was seated.  Hearing the man gasp loudly, followed by a visible shuddering of his body, it was obvious that the man was now feeling the pleasure of having Anne's hand stroking the bulge of his pants crotch.

As the man's smiling face looked up at him, George felt sick as Willie advised "George, I could sure use a drink!  How about some scotch on the rocks?"  Moving his chair back from the table, George got up and walked to the kitchen for some ice.  Then over to the bar, filling a glass with ice and finding a bottle of scotch for the caretaker.  Turning back, he swallowed deeply in seeing that his lovely wife was no longer seated in her chair.  Instead, Anne was now kneeling down upon the thick carpet alongside the old man, her hand pumping up and down in a very familiar action.

As he neared the table, George heard the old man tell Anne "You didn't eat much of your cake for dessert, Mrs. Williams!  I think you'll enjoy this juice tube of licorice ol' Willie's got for ya!  C'mon sweetie, open your sweet lips and get a taste of ol' Willie!"  Then the old man shuddered and moaned loudly "Ohhhhhhhhh ………………oh, babyyyyy!  That's it …………….suck it ……………….suck it all up!"  George felt a knot form in his stomach as the old caretaker caressed Anne's long shiny blonde hair with his big black hand.

Willie took the glass of scotch being handed to him by the beauty's wimp of a husband, taking a gulp while the man's beautiful wife was busy in his lap gulping down his thick black cock.  Seeing the bewildered husband merely standing there watching his beautiful wife blowing him, Willie ordered "George, why don't you help yer purty wife out of her dress, just like you did in the flick?  Leave her black heels on …………..she looks sexy in those heels!"

As George bent down to unhook the clasp at the back of her neck, he pulled the zipper down her black dress carefully so as not to interrupt her giving head to the old man.  Pushing the dress over Anne's shoulders, George then pulled at her left arm to get her arm out, forcing his wife to pump the man's cock with only her right hand as she continued sucking at his monstrosity.  Then her left hand relieved the right as that hand moved back as the dress was removed.

Taking another swig of scotch, Willie arched up into the beauty's hot sucking mouth as she was obviously really getting into the swing of things.  The wimp's beautiful wife was no longer the prim and proper Mrs. Williams as portrayed to the entire community but the hot little slut that he had observed in the X-rated flick.  Looking up at her husband, Willie smiled and chuckled "Ahhhhh ……………you're a real lucky stiff to have a beautiful wife like this!  She sure knows how to suck cock …………………ohhhhhhhhhh, God!"

For Anne, the big cock filling her throat was what she had been craving ever since that weekend in the city.  Bobbing her head up and down, she lathered up the thick stem as she literally ate it all up seconds later.  She could not believe that the old caretaker possessed such a manly weapon nor could she believe that he could still get such a hardon.  Reaching down, she was impressed with his walnut-sized nuts as she rolled them in her hand, wondering how much cum this old man could still produce.

With her husband behind fumbling with her dress, Anne lifted a knee as George pulled the dress from her.  Following with her left knee, the black dress was slipped completely from her, leaving her only in her black lacy bra, matching panties and black heels.  As the clasp of her bra was unfastened, the cups fell away from her breasts.  Then she felt the caretaker remove a hand from her head to slip it down to cup her bared left tittie.

"Ohhhh, God ………………..ahhhhhh, Mrs. Williams ……………eat itttttttttt!  Oh, baby …………………yer the fuck'n best ……………..better than all the fuck'n whores I've had to pay to get my rocks off!" Willie moaned.  "Oh, baby ………………..eat it ……………..gonna cum ………………….gonna cum in yer beautiful mouth!  Ahhhh ………………..Chrisssssssssssssssss ……………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he shuddered, arching up to get his cock deep in her throated as his cock blew its lid.

Cock deep in the middle of her throat, unable to breathe as the belching cock erupted its slimy spend, Anne was getting light headed from the lack of oxygen as she gulped down the rich spend.  Pushing at the caretaker's hips, trying desperately to dislodge the thick cock from her throat, Anne was finally successful as she was able to pull back some.  Now she could breathe once again as the man's cock continued to ooze out its thick spend onto her tongue.

Never had Willie cum so much in his life and never in such a beautiful woman's mouth.  It was even more enjoyable seeing the faggot watching his beautiful wife suck off his big black cock.  His body shivered as the beautiful blonde wife continued to suck at him, tonguing his sensitive cockhead with her flicking tongue.  "Okay, George!  Help me get yer purty wife up on table …………..jest like ya did in the flick!  I'm hungry for more dessert!" Willie advised.

Helping the beauty up onto the table at her hips, Willie used the occasion to grasp the waistband of her lacy black panties and stripped it down off her legs and heels, bringing it up to his face to inhale its fragrance.  With her husband holding her arms over her head, clad only in her black heels, Willie spread out her trim white legs and delved down to beginning sucking the sweet honey out of her pink lips.  Clamping his mouth down on her juicing slit, Willie burrowed his snaking tongue up her horny snatch.

"Ohhhhhhhh ………………ohhhhhhh, Godddd ………………yessssssssssss!" Anne squealed as the flicking tongue drove her crazy.  Her entire body shook and quivered uncontrollably as she was being expertly eaten out by the old cuntlapper.  "Ohhhhhhh …………………ooooooohhhhh ………………oh, Goddddddddd!” Lynne mroaned as the hot wet tongue lapped at her juicing slit.   Knees widespread, both hands clutching at the kinky hair of the old caretaker, Anne arched her hips up into the man's face.

"Ooooohhhhhhh ………………ohhhhhhhh ………………...ohhhhhhhhhhhh!” she panted as the thick tongue delved into her gash, slurping up her love juices.  Anne had to admit that she had never been eaten out in such a manner before, not by such an expert cuntlapper!  “Ohhhh, God ……….oh, God ………………oh, Godddddddddd!” she chanted.   "Yes ………………..yes ………………my Goddddd ………………I …………..I’m cumminggggggg …………………yessssssssssss!” she screamed, then momentarily black out from the mind-shattering orgasm.

A bit later after passing out from sheer pleasure, Anne found herself in the middle of the bed that she shared with George, having been carried there from the table by her husband and the caretaker.  She shivered as tingles of pleasured coursed throughout her body as the mouth suckling at her breast had her nipple stiffening under the flicking tongue.  Then the mouth moved over to suck upon her other breast, teasing the twin nipple to rigidity.  Raising an arm to embrace the head of the feasting man, from the feel of the short kinky hair Anne realized it was the caretaker lying upon her and sucking upon her breast.

A moment later, Anne's lips parted as the thick lips of the church's caretaker descended upon hers, admitting his searching tongue into her mouth.  Then she felt the bulb-sized cockhead push up against cervix, probing at her entrance.  Clenching her thigh muscles, Anne felt her juices flowing in anticipation as the leaking flow greased the rubbery bulb.  Wiggling, trying to capture the thick cockhead with her clasping pussylips, she broke the kiss and pleaded "Please …………..please ……………..put it in …………….I want it …………….I need it so badly!"

Feeling the beauty's trim hand move between their bodies, Willie knew that the sexy wife desperately wanted his cock in her.  Grabbing her arms, he drew them over her head and pinned them above her head, then whispered in her ear "Wait till yer hubby gets back!  He's in the kitchen getting more ice and making me a new drink!  Then ……………you tell George to put my cock in yer horny twat!  First, you tell him to rub my cockhead up and down yer juicy slit!"

Upon entering the master bedroom, George stopped to stare at the contrasting sight of the black caretaker upon Anne's lily white body, causing his cock to excitedly lurch in his pants.  Seeing his wife's legs widespread with heels digging into the bed as she arched up, George could readily see that she was trying to skewer herself onto the knob of the horny old man.  Then he moved forward to place the new drink onto the nightstand, within reach of the man who was about to bone his beautiful wife ……………right on their marital bed.

Seeing the movement to her left with her husband setting the glass down, Anne looked up to see her husband staring back at her, looking pitiful and helpless as he watched the devious caretaker upon her.  "George ……………..George ……………reach down between us and guide him in!  Rub his big cockhead up and down my pussy!  Lube it all up for me, honey!  Please ………….honey …………….I neeeeeed ittttttt!!" she pleaded in desperation, complying with the caretaker's wishes.

Dropping to his knees next to the bed, George reached between the two bodies and grasped the thick hard shaft of the older man, wishing that he were so well endowed.  Then, doing as his lovely wife asked of him, George moved the rigid cock up and down, brushing the thick cockhead against his wife's juicing quim.  "Ohhhhh ………ohhhhhh …………….oh, yessssssssssss!" he heard his wife moan of pleasure.  As the caretaker moved forward a bit, George watched as the bulblike cockhead pushed between his wife's cuntlips, drawing a loud "Ahhhhh ……………….God ………………..so bigggggggg!"

As more and more of the thick cudgel disappeared into his moaning wife, George then was forced to release the cock but continued watching as the foot long dong sliced into his now delirious wife.  George shuddered as the man fucking his lovely wife taunted "Yer're such a good man, Mr. Williams ………………ya deserve to become a church deacon!  Yes, siree ………………..allowing an old man like me to have some pleasure in life!  Ya sure got my vote ……….if I had one!  Ohhhh, yeah ………..ya've got such a purty wife ………………..oh, yeah …………….so tight!"

"Yes ………………yes ……………yes ………………fuck me ………………fuck me …………….fuck meeeeeeee!" Anne chanted as the caretaker began humping at her, sawing his big black cock in and out juicy cunt.  Then she heard the man softly whisper in her ear "Tell me how I compare to that faggot husband of yers!  Tell me loudly so yer hubby can hear ya!"  Arching up into the pumping man, Anne stammered loudly "Ohhhh …………….so good …………..so good …………….so much better than my husband!  Oh, God …………..give it to me!  Give me your big black cock!"  Panting out in lust, wanting the man to fuck her hard, she added "Ohhhh, you're so good …………..so much bigger …………..so much longer ……………so much better!"

"Yes …………..oh, God ………….yes ……………….yessssss ……………..cumming …………….I'm cummingggggggggggg!  Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Anne shuddered in the throes of her mind-shattering orgasm.  Her swollen clit and agitated cunt creamed as never before.  With the pumping of thick shaft in and out of her juicing slit, the slick juices began flowing out each time the pistoning cock withdrew, causing the juices to flow down the insides of her thighs.  Wrapping her trim white legs around the caretaker, Anne locked her heels together to have the cock burrow even deeper into her fertile womb.
 
George observed the muscular black body convulse and shudder upon Anne's body.  Then he heard the caretaker groan out loud "Oh, man ……………….gotta cum ……….gotta cum soon …………….real soon!  Ahhh, George ……………..gonna fill ya purty little wife up with my hot seed!  Gonna knock ya purty little wife up, George, my boy!  Gonna puff up her tummy with a little black baby!  Tell me, George …………….ya want me to shoot my seed in yer purty little wife?  Ya want me to knock her up?  Want me to shoot my hot seed in her belly, George?"

Bowing his head in shame, George whispered "If ………..if you want to!"  Then he heard Willie Smith say loudly "Can't hear ya, George!  Whadda ya say?  Whadda want me to do?"  George swallowed deeply, knowing what the Willie wanted to hear, then answered "Yes!  Yes …..………….cum in her ………shoot your cum in my wife!  Fill her up with your seed!  Knock her up with your black baby!"

Hearing her own husband encourage the blackmailing caretaker to cum in her and to impregnate her, Anne arched up and squeezed her legs together, getting the lengthy cock deep into her womb.  Then she yelled out "Cum …………….cummmm in meeeeeeeee ……………….fill me up with your cum!  Please ……………shoot it ….………shoot it ……………..shoot it in meeeeeee!  Yessssss …………knock me up ……………..knock me up with your black bastard!  My faggot of husband will help take care of your baby!"
 
Now nearing midnight, George got up from the sofa and turned of the television set.  Turning off the living room lights, he walked down the hallway and peered into the dimly lit bedroom that he shared with Anne.  George swallowed deeply, seeing the marital bed still being occupied by his lovely wife and the church's caretaker.  With Willie Smith kneeing upon the bed,  George observed his wife on all fours as the caretaker was about to fuck her like a bitch in heat.  Needing to get adequate sleep to attend a business presentation the next morning, George went into the spare bedroom across the hallway, closing the door so that the moans and groans from the master bedroom wouldn't disturb him.

In the middle of the morning, George awoke in need of going to the bathroom.  Opening the door to the spare bedroom, he found that both Anne and Willie were awake.  As he walked down the hallway to the bathroom, he heard his wife's voice "Ohhhhh, Willie …………….fuck me ……………fuck me ……………….make me your whore!  Ohhh, so good …………….so good!  Yes …………….yes …………..cum in me ………..cum in me again!  Fill me up with your cum!  Knock me up with a little black bastard!"

At 7 a.m., George awoke from the alarm he had set on the clock radio in the spare room.  After going to the bathroom to freshen up, he went to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee.  George was surprised to see that coffee had already brewing and Anne was in the process of serving Willie Smith.  As the caretaker was sitting where George normally sat each morning, George forced himself to sit across the table from the man who had bedded his beautiful wife the entire night.

On his way to work, George stopped by the church, needing to drop Willie Smith there so he could do his job.  Continuing on, George wondered just what was in store for he and his wife now that Willie Smith knew of their terrible secret.  From the way Anne kissed Willie goodbye before they left, George realized that his lovely wife sure did not seem too upset at having the please the devious caretaker throughout the night.

Arriving home, George found that Anne was attired in a nice peach dress with beige heels and was busy preparing dinner.  He was happy to see Anne greet him with a wide smile and kiss as he entered the kitchen.  Going to the bar to prepare a drink, George saw the table set for three.  "Are we having a guest over for dinner?" he called out to his wife as he poured himself a drink.

As he reentered the kitchen, his wife pulled the roast from the oven and advised "Oh, yes!  I invited Willie Smith over for dinner!  I thought it'd be a treat for him!  You know ……being a widower, he probably doesn't do any fancy cooking!"  George swallowed deeply as his body shook in horror.  Then his wife added "Oh, honey ……………..I put your toiletries and a towel in the guest bath for you and a set of your clothes is hanging in the closet of the guest room for tomorrow!  That way you won't disturb us in the morning!  I'll take Willie back to the church in the morning since he doesn't start till 10 a.m. tomorrow!  I've already arranged to go into work late tomorrow!"
 

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