That Pipe

Henry flexed his hips, pushing his cock deeper into Jada King. The Black queen, well accustomed to Henry's hefty cock, grunted, feeling his heavy nuts slapping her ass. They were a well-oiled machine now, the alpha bull and the alpha Queen, rutting nightly from their home overlooking the ocean. Jada's final child, Jamaar, slept fitfully in the next room.

"Fucking bitch .... best ... fuckin' ... fuck I've ever had," Henry groaned, sweating over his wife.

"Shoulda been fuckin' it all along, motherfucker. Took a white boy to make you jealous enough to want it back," Jada taunted. This drove him nuts, the fact that she'd fucked a white boy.

"Can he lay the pipe like this?" Henry growled, redoubling his efforts, just laying the pipe to her, hard, vicious, leaving both of them gasping for air as his cock fed her cunt his seed.

"Fuck baby ...no he didn't," Jada said, kissing her man.