Revised Second Edition
It's been eight months since I went on the business trip that changed my life. The one where I finally gave in to my deepest, darkest fantasy, the one that had been lurking in there for years, that I'd always been too afraid to act on.Yeah, that's it. The one that involved me was the married white woman on her knees in a hotel room in front of a black guy with a massive cock.Now, if you ask me if I feel guilty about it, the answer is 100% yes... moreRevised Second Edition
It's been eight months since I went on the business trip that changed my life. The one where I finally gave in to my deepest, darkest fantasy, the one that had been lurking in there for years, that I'd always been too afraid to act on.Yeah, that's it. The one that involved me was the married white woman on her knees in a hotel room in front of a black guy with a massive cock.Now, if you ask me if I feel guilty about it, the answer is 100% yes. Yes, I did feel guilty, and I still do. Even though it's improved my sex life with my husband massively, I still feel guilty about what I've done.But there's a problem. I can't help myself; it's like I'm addicted, and I need more. More big black cock. No, actually, I need more big black cocks. One isn't enough now.And it must be fate because at that exact moment, just as I'm sitting down for dinner on another business trip with Andrew and his huge black cock, in walks Karl, his old college friend. Surely I won't be able to get them both into bed; I mean, why would either want to share me?Things should have returned to normal after my first Big Black Business Trip, but they didn't. And this is my Next Big Black Business Trip less
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