Earnest Commitment

Elizabeth rode Jamaal, unable to keep her hands off his muscular chest, abs, arms -- muscle and handsomeness everywhere. He was, physically, an ideal partner, and his large potent cock throbbed in her pussy. His phone buzzed. He looked at it, snorting and putting the phone back down.

"What is it baby?" Elizabeth asked. She'd just given birth to Jamila a month back, and her tits were huge at the moment.

"Nothin' ..." Jamaal said. "Just ... recruits. Always wanting more. More money. More pussy. It's hard to keep up with the blue bloods."

"So how do you get a ... firm ... commitment?" Elizabeth asked, batting her big blue eyes, her cunt milking at Jamaal's enormous black cock. He moaned audibly at his wife putting a full court press on him.

"More money ... more pussy," Jamaal grunted. "Just hard for the latter when you're married."

She road him achingly slowly. "I'd do anything for you, Jamaal. I'm committed to you, and what you want, and where you need to go ... completely."