A real man… a black man!

Blake’s heart quickened being asked such a blunt question. And there was an answer she thought was correct but her body just wouldn’t let her lie.

Blake: I love Tom but….

Aria: BBC just is so much better! I mean all of those men they have made me cum harder and more often than anything I’ve experienced and there’s no way I can go back!

Blake then saw in the distance a white man on the boat and she knew it was Tom but she held on to the railing of the deck and realized something…

Blake: I can’t deny it either anymore… I love black men, the way they make me feel, and the way they fuck!

Soon the boat was sputtering up to the dock and the men got off. In moments Aria and Violet were busy giving Jax and Shane a hero’s welcome right infront of Blake and Tom.

Blake bit her lip watching them and turned back to Tom flush with need. But she let go of Tom and stepped back.

Blake: Babe I’m so happy you won….

She said grabbing his cock as she turned them both to the unfolding spectacle.

Blake: If you lost I’d probably be doing that to Malik right now.

Tom: W-what? Huh honey what are you doing…

Blake: Come on Tom don’t be dense… I mean it’s just like yea you’re doing great in this game but every day I look at your cock bobbing around and then there massive cocks swinging like hammers… it’s just kinda impossible to resist. Even you’re getting hard now… so I think you should keep stroking and I’ll have some… fun…

Blake then let go of Tom‘a still hard cock as she knelt next Aria and looked at Tom one more time before it was her turn to congratulate a real man for winning…

Tom was frozen for a while but his cock was still hard… still the love of his life was so brazen with the betrayal of their marriage vows… it was too much and he stormed off into an empty bedroom.

Though through the thin walls he could hear them all laugh for a moment, he could even hear Blake’s laugh… but the sounds of the moans kept going and going…

For hours it seemed like and indeed was, as soon the sun was setting and there was no sign of stopping. And Tom‘a mind could only imagine what was happening and all the while he tried not to touch his hard cock. He was soon growing tired, complacent, and as his eyes grew heavy his hand grabbed his cock and couldn’t help but stroke.

Just then his eyes went wide, he got up and cracked open the door to see…