"I can think of a way!" Rachel said as her lips locked onto Kenzie's mouth. Their tongues danced about as their hands slid across each others' breasts and the rest of their bodies. Grant was really becoming addicted to watching his wife writhe on the floor with this freaky white girl.
Rachel and Kenzie rolled onto each other a few more times before Rachel looked over to Grant. She curled her finger in a beckoning way just as Kenzie pulled her face back down to her chest. Rachel sucked a burgundy nipple into her mouth while Grant crawled over to where the girls were making out like teenagers. He grabbed Rachel's ass and spread her cheeks. His tongue dragged across her asshole and her wet slit as he listened to the moans and sighs of his wife and her lover.
"Oh my god! Lick me baby." he heard a voice say as his tongue darted in and out of Rachel's holes.
"Lick that cracker bitch's ass, boy!" he heard his wife's voice say. He felt his cock grow another inch as he imagined the desperate lust driving that kind of talk out of his straight-laced, church-going wife. She was turning into a freak right before his eyes.
After a few minutes of this, he felt the body he was pleasuring pull away from him. Grant opened his eyes and saw Rachel whispering something into Kenzie's ear. She grinned and pushed Grant onto his back. Soon Grant understood what Rachel had said to his wife.
