As a product of rural England, Lizzie was fascinated by African-American men and when the penny dropped with me, I realized she had never gone black. That was going to change! It took a few months to find the right guys and set it up but now my delicate white wife was going to find out what it was like to be a black slut. She was gonna love it!
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But now I wanted to ramp things up a bit! "You ready for a bit of black?" I asked as I caressed Lizzie's thigh.
"Only a bit?" her eyes laughed at me. "If you're going to whore me out, you best do better than a bit!"
I carefully took the mug from her hand and then effortlessly flipped my wife over my knee. "It looks like you're due a lesson in back-chatting your husband," I said light-heartedly.
"Oh, I know exactly how to do that," she joked in that ball-tightening accent. "You can't teach me nothin'!" She mocked my mid-west accent.
"We'll see," I said and brought my hand down hard on her small but well-padded behind.
"Owwww!" She squealed, far louder than she needed. "Okay! I submit. You can do whatever you want with me!"
I gave her a couple more swats and then dumped her on the floor. "That's for sure!" I said as I unzipped and reached for her. "Now let me feel that hot British mouth on my hard dick while I tell you what I'm gonna do with you Saturday night!"
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