Threesome

It was hard to listen to Devonte fuck Faith, Katie thought, squirming in her bed. They went at it every night, right after dinner, again in the middle of the night, and then again in the shower in the morning. Her hero...right on the other side of that wall, fucking some other white pussy.

No one could blame her, she thought, for sneaking into their room, for watching that big Black cock bury itself to the hilt time and time again in that sweet, squeezing white pussy. She'd have been wrong, of course, had she been a white man like Douglas. For Douglas, he'd be clubbed out of the room. But when Devonte and Faith espied the buxom beauty peeking on their lovemaking, the response was quite different.

"About time," Devonte grunted. "Get your white ass over here." Katie blinked her big blue eyes, realizing it wasn't the first time they'd anticipated it. They'd obviously discussed it long enough to even reach peace over it. She swallowed, hesitating before she crawled over. Her pussy, his musky cock, the visuals, the noise, all of it was a symphony that drenched her pussy. She stuck her tongue out tentatively, then dragged it slowly, letting it wag back and forth as it went from the base of Devonte's nutsack, up across his cream coated cock, against the soft wet lips of Faith's pussy clinging to his cock, up to her tightly puckered asshole. She tasted all of them, their mixed juices, their individual flavors, and she exulted in it. They abated momentarily, letting her feast on their combined fluids, before Faith started bouncing up and down on his shaft anew. Katie lost herself in feeding on them, so much so she was surprised when she was sucking a thick load of cum out of Faith's pussy. But she had a place now, she knew. With her hero, and with his wife.