Horny, Black, and Begging

Ramona spun around, the hem of the sexy nightgown riding up and revealing the firm, rounded cheeks of her brown ass. Flynn inhaled sharply, his lusts rising up in him to the boiling point.

"I, I don't think," he began.

Ramona sat down next to him on the bed. "Good," she chirped, "I told, you, just don't think."

Flynn watched numbly as she knelt down on the floor, next to the edge of the bed. She reached up her slender, bare arms and shoved her hands into his lap.

Flynn grasped her wrists firmly and raised her arms up away from his crotch.

"Please," he said desperately. His lusts were raging like a bushfire. Ramona freed her wrists with a snap of her arms and dropped her hands to the businessman's crotch.

"Are you sure you don't want me for your birthday," she cooed, pressing her slim fingers into the bulge that was growing steadily in the fabric of the crotch of his slacks.

When the normally prudish and faithful Flynn "wins" ebony goddess and working girl Ramona for his birthday, he finds himself at the mercy of his usually suppressed raging lust. His eyes devour her naked nubile body and velvety chocolate skin, his mind already ruminating all all manner of libidinous deeds they will get up to. And Ramona is more than willing to accommodate.

But Flynn is not the only one committing interracial indiscretions as his wife embarks on a torrid affair with their studly black neighbor. Will the unfaithful satiate their passions enough to come together or will they let their wants consume them.

With ample lashings of lesbian gamahuching, interracial same room swapping, and all deeds in between, our randy young protagonists are about to take a bite out of something deliciously forbidden. But once they have their fill of black, can they really go back?