At His Peak

Jamaal was a man at his peak. Peak strength. Peak endurance. Peak athleticism. He liked to dance, and to have fun. And with him, Elizabeth realized what she'd missed by marrying an older man who was far older in how he acted. Jamaal was vivacious, he was strong, he was fun.

Over the next few months, they went to basketball games, they danced, they partied. They did it a few towns over, where no one knew who Elizabeth Lancaster was, nor did they care. And they fucked, constantly. Not a night went by that Elizabeth wasn't filled with Jamaal's seed, while Douglas slept in the chair in the corner, his shirt matted with his own cum.