Gabriella has always been my pride and joy. She’s athletic, toned, and has a perfect figure, which she maintains with exercise. One day, I went away on a week-long business trip leaving her alone in our large house. Well, I didn’t realize back then that my wife loves to ride a black cock.
James entered her life a month ago. A tall, muscular black man, he’s a professional fitness trainer. And Gabi hired him for personal training in our home gym. «He knows how to get the most out of me!» she boasted. I didn’t mind, I trusted her completely.
That evening, after I flew out, she called James: «Come over, the house is empty. I want an intense workout.» So He arrived an hour later wearing tight shorts that accentuated his powerful thighs and the bulge in his groin. «Ready to sweat, baby?» he chuckled taking off his T-shirt.
His torso glistened, his broad chest, his sculpted abs, the tattoos on his arms. Then they started with a warm-up. My wife was wearing a tiny top and leggings that hugged her firm butt. James stood behind her adjusting her squat posture. His large black hands rested on her hips.
