The Black Adonis

God, this man was fine, Elizabeth thought dreamily. Built like a tank, eight pack, huge biceps, strong thighs. She liked moments like these, just kissing every inch of her beloved bull. His ass, his feet, everything was just immaculate and shiny and clean.

And the man fucked like a truck too. She was bent for him, both of them in them in great shape, both of them with the endurance and build to fuck for hours. These were the halcyon days, Elizabeth knew. This man was like a god to the beauty queen. And whatever his issues in business, in the bedroom all was right in the world.