Is your husband big like me?” he asked. I barged into that bathroom, “Leanna?”
“What?”
“Can we talk?”
“Right now?”
“Yes,” I said, something devilish on my mind. Shit!”
“Uh huh. Take it easy, Miss Lisa. “Oh yeah?”
“When I’m fantasizing about being with a black man.”
“Ha! Then I moved across the country, my adult children coming with me. I never kissed my husband so lewdly. “Mmm, Miss Lisa, I’m moving to a new condo soon. They’d grab and slap my ass hard too. I know she was watching me as I talked with him, subtly dropping hints over the loud music that I wanted this black guy to fuck my newly married pussy. The black men I fucked earlier in the day, really squeezed my tits before they sucked them. We could’ve had years-long affair behind my husband’s back. The next day Kirk was in the kitchen and asked if I drank a lot, since he noticed I was naked when he woke up. Go home, get freshened up, and meet me at a new club tonight.”
“I don’t know if I can.”
“Well,
