Lisa and Marc slept several hours into Friday morning. Marc's live cam, feeding his website, showed a handsome couple, a study in black and white beauty, sleeping comfortably together in his bed. Lisa lay on her back, a picture of feminine beauty; a stunning face complemented by her perfectly formed body.
Her frame was soft, with a hint of athleticism. Her breasts were nicely rounded, not overly big, but certainly not small. It almost looked as though she'd had had them enhanced, but they were clearly, naturally her own. Her nipples sat atop nice brown discs and appeared to be excited. Her torso was smooth, firm and tapered to a very small waist, sitting atop nicely flared hips. And the view her pussy offered a view of absolute perfection. A smoothly shaved slit that mightd fantasize would yield wonderful pleasure to the ripped, black male lying next to her.
Lisa's slender legs were creamy white and slightly spread apart only. Marc, lying on his stomach, had his muscular left thigh crossing Lisa's lower left abdomen and upper thigh. His dark mocha color leg contrasted nicely with Lisa's creamy complexion. Marc's flaccid, black manhood lay between separated legs his visible for the website's viewers to observe; a full, thick nine inches.
For the viewer, the beautiful couple was about to come alive on the site. Marc stirred, raising his head and checking the clock on the nightstand. Looking light at his latest married acquisition, Marc lifted his leg from Lisa and lifted himself above his lover of the past six nights. He knew of web cam watchers would love what he was about to do.
He was driven to put on an erotic show for his audience, knowing that Lisa's husband, Matt, would probably be one of his viewers. Marc had texted Matt the site's address, intent on humiliating Lisa's husband and ensuring that he would have a miserable flight back from London.
Marc smiled to himself as he bent down toward Lisa's perfect breasts, taking her left nipple gently between his dark lips. He licked it lovingly, waking her from her brief slumber and bringing his lover to life.
As Marc sucked Lisa's nipple, her hands came up, one resting on her black lover's head and the other running across his muscled shoulder and sliding down to his thick bicep. She was clearly relishing his beautiful black body. She kept her eyes closed and moaned in approval of what Marc was doing.
"Haven't you had enough of me, Marc? You're always so horny. I have to go to work in a few hours you know." she moaned dreamily, seeming to like what he was doing, even though she was exhausted.
"Babe, I'm never going to get enough of you. Besides, I don't want you to forget me when Matty gets home. So, I have to work on creating memories you won't forget." Marc was lying on his side, his head over Lisa's torso, continuing to suck her breast. Her hands were becoming more active as they explored his upper body. She playfully pinched his pitch black nipple, causing him to laugh.
"That's it, babe. Keep that up." In the meantime, as Marc played with Lisa's nipples with his tongue and lips, the long black fingers of his left hand moved down her body and found her pussy. In a moment, his fingers had invaded her very wet vagina, massaging, rubbing and circling her slit. Her body responded immediately, twitching with pleasure.
