I make H.R. purr

We walked back together to the living room. Karen, still hesitant, held my hand walking slightly behind me. My fiancée Monica was extremely close to Eric on the couch. Any closer and she’d be on his lap. She smiled at me and my HR business partner.

Monica said, “I was just explaining to your boss that we have no problem sharing each other. Tell your boss you’d love to see him fuck me. I’d love to hear Karen moan from your cock.”

My boss looks at me waiting for my answer. He can’t believe this is real. To let him know that this isn’t a joke, I say, “I’d love to watch you fuck my fiancée.”

Monica turns back to my boss, reaches behind his large head and brings her mouth to his in a kiss. His big arms enveloped her, and I lost my future wife to my boss that night.

I looked back to Karen. She’s shell shocked from that explosion. I just gave consent to my boss to fuck my woman. I tilted her face up to mine, and kissed her soft lips again. I said, “Let’s just have fun. I’m going to make you feel good.

As we kissed I moved her back onto a chaise until she lounged on it with me on top of her. Her legs spread and hiked up her skirt. She peels my shirt off over my head. Her hands rubs over my back, and she sucks kisses on my chest. I cupped and squeezed her soft breast through her clothes. She sighed against my mouth.

I whispered in her ear, “It’s time for my chocolate dessert.”

She lounged back on the lounge and spread her thick caramel legs for me. Her lifted skirt exposed tightly stretched fabric with little snaps between her legs. I slide down the chaise and position myself between her legs. I kissed down the inside of her thighs. With my hand, I unsnapped the buttons of her body suit. Once undone, the fabric shrunk up revealing her panties. I pulled them off her legs.

She was twice my age and had her legs spread wide for me. Her dark pussy lips covered in soft black hair. I spread them with my fingers and said, “You have such a pretty pussy.”

I brought my mouth to it, and sucked her lips before parting her with my tongue. She pressed her hands to the back of my head and watched me devour her. At first it was just deep breaths with the occasional sigh, but then she loosened up and became more vocal. Louder moans. Then as she approached orgasm she lost control and started purring under my tongue. Her entire body vibrated with pleasure.

She gripped my hair and pulled me away from her pussy. She brought my sloppy mouth to her kiss, and growled, “I love the way white boys eat pussy.”

Her lips overwhelmed me. Her tongue took over my mouth. She turned me over onto my back and straddled me. We made out, and she dug a hand into my pants. “Let’s see what I get for dessert.”

She slid down my body and undid my pants. I then made a decision that I regretted. I looked over to Monica and my boss.

My fiancée was completely naked bent over on the couch facing the wall. Her thick pale body seemed small compared to the massive naked black man behind her. He laid his huge black cock between her ass fat cheeks like an oversized bratwurst in a tiny bun.

That cock was about to destroy my fiancée.