“Yeah, none of that was her fault, and she’s very popular among the men and even some of the women here.”
“Yeah, she is … you know … kinda sexy.”
He grinned. “You’re thinking about her too, huh?” he gently teased.
I snuggled up closer to him and rested my head on his chest so I could hear and feel his strong heartbeat. “Well, you never know.” There were a few moments of comfortable silence and then I slid off of him. He pulled me close to his body and held me tight. “That couple … that swap … we watched afterwards … that was incredibly sexy.”
His face broke into a little smile. “Yeah, that was one of the hottest things I’ve seen in quite a while,” he admitted.
Before we made love we’d watched an African-American couple swap with a white couple. The foursome was in their early 30s and the black man was incredibly well-hung, even bigger than Jake, and his wife was very beautiful. The white woman was petite and she’d had quite a bit of difficulty taking him in her mouth and in her pussy. “The black woman was very pretty, huh?” I said.
“Shanice is very beautiful,” he admitted.
I knew that Jake knew all of his members’ names, but this felt like a little more. “You’ve thought about her, haven’t you?”
“I have.” He thought for a moment. “They’re just like Don and Mari in the sense that they’re very selective concerning who they swap with.” Then he added, “Also, because of his size, I think a lot of the women are … ummm … a little reluctant to be with him.”
That was understandable. I’d never really watched that much porn, but from the little I’d viewed he looked every bit as big as those massively-hung porn actors. “But you’d like to be with her?”
“I would … if the opportunity ever presented itself.”
“What do you like about her?”
“She has beautiful skin and a great body, almost as good as yours,” he teased.
Shanice’s breasts were quite a bit smaller than mine, but her perky little B-cups fit her smaller frame perfectly and she did have beautiful light-colored mocha skin. “Have you ever been with a black woman?”