Harry was intent on giving Jim something to look at. He had removed his d**k from her mouth and was holding his giant c**k at the base, moving it back and forth against Tracy's face like a thick, black wand. The effect was that she was unable to secure her mouth around the throbbing organ and was moving her head, following the hard, black c**k to and fro, trying to capture the beast between her lips. She looked as though she was chasing it with her mouth, always a few inches behind as it swept across like the black hand of a giant metronome. She looked desperate to get it in her mouth.
Jim stroked his p***s fervently as he watched his wife's beautiful, white face tangle with the jet-black pipe. As he knelt several feet away he couldn't help but notice the contrast between her ivory skin a
