Quid Pro Quo Chapter 1

Smiling, Charles laughed, "That's excellent Molly, but just so you understand the nature of our agreement, our 'quid pro quo' means that if you want to have my wife suck your dick, you'll have to perform the same service on me." Charles' brusque manner alarmed Paul, the crude words he used, cock and dick, seemed to ring in his ear. Shaken, Paul nodded reluctantly. Charles brightened again, and moved uncomfortably closer to Paul, saying, "Well now Molly, why don't we get to business."

Isabella rose from the couch and stood behind her husband, massaging his growing erection through his pants, "You know what to do Molly. I want you to make this as sexy as you can, as sexy as you want me to do for you later on. Can you do that for me Molly girl?" Without another word, Paul reached forward and felt the massive bulge in Charles' trousers, feeling the heat from his engorged penis. Molly's voice somehow came out of Paul's mouth, "I want to suck your penis, Charles." The tall black man laughed, saying, "Now little Molly, the first thing you need to learn is that this is a cock, not a penis. Tell me what you want to do again." Molly tried to mimic Isabella's seductive eyes as she looked up at Charles, "I want to suck your beautiful big cock, I want to swallow every drop of your cum. Please?" Without another word, Charles released his enormous penis from the confines of his pants, and slapped it against Molly's face.

Reaching out with her hand, Molly grasped the monstrous cock in front of her, and, for the first time in her life, she put a man's penis in her mouth. She sucked seductively on the tip, flicking her tongue rapidly across the head of that enormous cock. In her mind, she recalled the ministrations of Paul's former girlfriends, the girls from the hundreds of blow-job scenes he had downloaded from the internet. Molly did her best to copy all of these things, moaning as she bobbed up and down on Charles' enormous cock.