Passionate discussions

After some time and a number of bottles of wine, Abbey and George said their goodbyes and left Anthony’s.

No sooner had the door to their house been closed than Abbey pressed George into the wall and started to kiss him. “Wow, you seem excited,” George commented.

“Get into the bedroom, I will be there soon, and then we have things to discuss,” she panted.

George smiled back at her and gave her a quick kiss, “Don’t take too long,” he teased as he went upstairs to their bedroom.

Abbey went to the laundry where she had hidden her shirt and stripped off naked. She then pulled the white shirt over her head and adjusted her breasts. She knew George would love it. She almost ran up the stairs before stopping in the hallway to slowly saunter into the room and posed in her ‘Slut 4 black cock’ shirt. “Well?” she asked.

George rolled over to look at her. He had also shed his clothes, and Abbey could see he was excited. “Holy shit,” he said, “that’s new.”

She approached him and pushed him back on the bed to kiss him. Then she kissed her way down his body. When she reached his stomach, she grabbed his cock and gave it a few strokes. “I’m glad you like,” she said before giving him a big suck, “I hope you don’t mind, but I really want to feel you in me.”

She then crawled up his body as he moaned, “I’m sure I have something to complain about. I just can’t think what right now.” Abbey ran his cock over her wet lips before sinking down onto him, “Ohh, someone’s all wet. Did our neighbour do that?” he asked.

Abbey smiled, “Kind of, and a little bit of you.”

George smiled as he reached up grabbed her breasts, “And what did I do?” he moaned.

Abbey smiled and leant closer, rocking on him as she said, “Asked Anthony to do the same thing for me as he did for that painting in his living room.”

George laughed, “That I wanted him to paint you made you so hot?”

Abbey smiled, “No, the fact that that woman was engaged and pregnant with Anthony’s child did.”

George groaned and bucked up into her. “What?”

Abbey sat back and started grinding as she told him. “Anthony confessed that that woman was a lover of his and that her fiancé knew she was pregnant with Anthony’s child when he painted that picture.”

George groaned again, “And you were thinking about him painting you while you were pregnant with his child?”

“No, I got horny of you telling him you think I would look good, just like that,” she panted. “Pregnant with his black child while he paints me.”

George flipped her over and started to drive into her, “God, that would be so fucking hot,” he said.

“What?” Abbey was shocked.

“You, seeing our neighbour, fucking him and getting pregnant by him,” George confessed.

Abbey grabbed him and held him tight, “You really would be turned on by our neighbour breeding me?” George pushed into her and came in a shuddering groan. Abbey laughed, “I guess that’s a yes.”

It was furious and satisfying for them both as George rolled over to hold Abbey.

“Abbey?” George asked.

“Yes, my love,” she replied.

“Do you want to fuck our neighbour?”