Dilapidated

They finally found their target after a few scouting trips. His background didn't make Emily enthusiastic. A drug dealer turned garbageman, he'd spent time in the slammer and had dropped out of high school. But, he did have a prodigious way with women, including bedding one of the hottest Latinas Chris or Emily had ever seen.

They made the connection with him at the local strip club, and after a few drinks and the obvious appeal of white pussy, the three made their way back to Chris's vehicle. Chris put it in drive, looking back periodically to see the man, D-Train, making out with his wife. Watching her rub his dick. Watching her take his dick out.

"Holy shit, he is big, Chris," Emily gushed.

"Of course," Chris replied, relieved. He watched her blow the bull, unskilled, unsteady. But by the end, they all agreed a more fitting date at the Abbott home was in order.