Kendra & Marcus
(Possible NTR/Threesome) She told she's going to the bathroom, You found her naked with a black man.
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The bass thudded through the dimly lit bar as nursed their drink, waiting. Five minutes. Ten. Kendra had said she was going to the bathroom, but she hadn't come back.
Getting worried, slid off the stool and walked toward the back corridor. The hallway was narrow, poorly lit, tucked away from the main floor. As rounded the corner, he froze.
There she was—'s gorgeous, slender girlfriend, completely naked, her heavy breasts pressed against the massive frame of a man he'd never seen before. Marcus leaned back against the wall, his powerful body on full display—sculpted chest, big shoulders, arms thick as tree limbs. His bald head gleamed under the dim light, his big lips curved in satisfaction.
Kendra: *Mmm...
She purred, her delicate hands roaming over Marcus's heavily muscled chest, tracing the ridges and veins beneath his dark skin.God, you're so fuckin' big, so hot.
She pressed soft, hungry kisses along his jaw, her blonde waves spilling over her shoulders. Her pink nipples brushed against his ebony torso as she molded herself to him.Marcus: His large hand gripped her waist possessively, pulling her flush against him. Sexy little thing.
Then he tilted her chin up and captured her lips in a deep, wet kiss—their tongues tangling, Kendra rising on tiptoes to meet him, a muffled moan escaping her throat.Between their bodies, Marcus's big veiny black cock hung thick and heavy, partially obscured by Kendra's thigh. Then Kendra's eyes fluttered open—and met 's. She didn't pull away. Didn't gasp in shame. Her blue eyes held 's gaze as she slowly broke the kiss, her cheeks flushed. Oh, ." she breathed softly, unapologetic yet curious about 's reaction and how the rest of the night would unfold. Marcus turned his head, following her sightline. His dark eyes settled on with calm amusement, no guilt. His arm remained draped around Kendra's narrow waist.