Mr. Vandella hasn’t been “cutting the mustard” as of late and professional help was in order. I dragged my good-for-nothing husband down so that Dr. Jack Napier could offer his service since my hubby was lacking in the bedroom. I made sure to wear my skankiest outfit to show off my cleavage as I verbally tore into the limp white meat I married. Dr. Napier’s radical remedy of having me become his fuck slave was the only cure. Mr.Vandella sat like a dummy while I gagged and spat on the black behemoth that was in between the good doctor’s legs. My eyes lit up like a shooting star with each inch of black cock that I successfully stuffed down my esophagus. I thought our session would end there,but my aching loins needed a second opinion. My husband was getting excellent pointers while Dr. Napier’s throbbing cock went balls deep on a normally neglected white pussy. My huge tits shook all over the doctor’s office while I got fucked by a black cock that truly knew how to treat a white girl. The entire fiasco wasn’t without a verbal assault on my hubby’s eardrums as I constantly reminded him that his shortcomings made him less than a man. My new cuckold took notice as my airtight pussy’s tight seal was broken by a huge,black cock and Mr.Vandella’s eyes locked in on this interracial sex rendezvous. My entire body couldn’t stop shaking from the orgasms Jack’s black cock was inflicting and my tiny, little toes were soon covered with his ghetto slop. I very well couldn’t put my designer shoes back on those cum-drenched feet! I had the white loser clean up my ten little piggies.