Tracy fell asleep in Harry's arms wondering what it might feel like to have his gigantic member penetrate her hungry p***y.
"Harry. Wake up. Harry." Tracy needed to return home to cook dinner for Jim.
"What? Oh, Angel. Thank you for the best treatment a man could hope for!" Harry was still reeling from his orgasm Tracy gave him some two hours ago.
"Harry..." Tracy smiled and put her dress back on. She turned so Harry could help her with the zipper. She reached down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Call me if you need anything." Tracy locked the door behind her.
Harry drifted off to sleep soon after she left.
Tracy prepared her version of a Cobb salad for Jim's dinner. The two ate without much conversation. She found herself looking at Jim with a new-found disgust.
"How could
