The Dealer

Meanwhile, in New York, things still weren't quite right. After Julia stopped nursing Thomas, she grew moody and disaffected again. And even though she wasn't employed, she would send him to daycare once a week. So after Douglas did all the usual motions of going to work, he instead hid out in the closet to see what exactly his slender, pretty blonde wife was doing on the daycare days.

After an hour, she entered the bedroom, accompanied by a teenaged Black male in baggy sweatpants and a hoodie.

"Cash or ass today, girl?" he said gruffly, taking out a bag of weed and waving it at her. She looked down at the floor.

"I'll suck you off for it. I'm on my cycle," she mumbled. He nodded his assent, and she got onto her knees, tugging out a very thick, ugly cock. It was crooked, hairy and gnarled, and the dreadlocked teen placed his hands into Julia's blonde hair.

"Careful, my husband will find out," Julia said nonchalantly. She started sucking on the cock, her nose wrinkling at the scent, but not pulling back. "So much fucking bigger than he is, Jamaar." Douglas realized it wasn't her first time, not even close.

She bobbed her mouth up and down. Jamaar had a solid nine inch cock, but it wasn't any prettier hard. He was circumcised, but the doctor had botched it and there was a thick flap of skin hanging below the tip. But Julia didn't complain, **** on the cock, coating it in her spittle. Douglas tugged out his cock. He'd had to make Elizabeth into what she became -- but Julia was doing it on her own volition. He found a pair of dirty panties in her hamper, and came into them while Jamaar emptied his balls into his wife's mouth.