Hung Black Boss Breeding My Hot White Wife XXX 3Pak: Trophy Wives and Sexy MILFs Can't Resist The Massive Alpha Meat Of Rich Black Bulls. An Interracial ... Compendium. (Hung Black Breeder Book 11) by MC Sizematters

Author:MC Sizematters [Sizematters, MC]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-07-18T00:00:00+00:00

“Your wife is a delight, Ken.” Casper said, leering at Rebecca’s cleavage. Casper had come into his father’s money young, and was slowly draining the family’s fortune. He was a rich, entitled, jerk. Ken liked him for that very reason, he could identify with him.

“You’re very kind.” Rebecca answered, a little drunk, trying to politely squirm away from the jerk’s hand. He kept putting his arm around her, letting his hand migrate to her ass while he stared at her tits. She hated it, but Ken told her it was important to flirt with the clients. Ugh, his hands are all over me. I swear Ken likes watching me get pawed. She thought as she pushed Casper’s arm away with her elbow.

Ken noticed Jasmine walking up the stairs to the private second floor of the expensive hotel suite. She paused and looked at him, a slight grin on her full dark lips. Fuck, she’s one hot piece of black ass. I’d love to bang that nigger cunt. I’d be bulletproof at the company if I was fucking the boss’ wife. She’d never let him fire me.

“Ah, honey, will you please keep Mr. Casper entertained while I step away for a few minutes?” Ken kissed his wife on the cheek, gave her a pat on the butt, and headed off.

“What? Ken!” She watched her husband go, and felt Casper move a little closer. Shit. My fucking husband just abandoned me to this creep.

“I guess it’s just you and me.” Rebecca looked back to see the creep holding another martini for her. His hand slid down her hip a few inches. “How about another drink?”

“Definitely another drink.” She answered, taking a big sip of the cocktail, feeling the smooth vodka slide down her throat. Despite her distaste for the man, she felt herself becoming slightly aroused by his touch. Fuck.

Ken took the stairs two at a time, trying to catch up to the statuesque woman. As he crested the top of the stairs he caught a glimpse of her graceful form turning into one of the suites. He hurried to follow her. Rushing through the door he stopped short. Jasmine was standing there, looking over her shoulder, waiting for him. He couldn’t help but look at the way the low cut back just barely covered her shapely ass.

Jasmine turned to face him, sizing him up. The light in the room accentuated her large breasts, her firm nipples casting little shadows against the tight bodice. Ken smiled. I know what this is about. Success is a powerful aphrodisiac. And in business, I’m the fucking Alpha-Male.

“I’m glad we can take a moment, Ken, and get to know each other a little better.” The tall black woman said with a broad smile. She opened her arms and stepped forward until her firm yielding body was pressed against him. She put her arms around his neck, and hugged him, whispering in his ear. “Welcome to the family, Ken.”

Her body felt so good pressed against him. He put his hands on her slim torso, slowly sliding them down over her full hips, pressing against her.

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