Wanting more and more and more
I'm a 43mwf with two kids, and my wonderful husband has always given me everything I need in life. Everything, that is, except one critical thing. The most important thing. Good s**. So, after 19 years of marriage, I started dating another man on the sly last summer. A black man. At first, it was just a fling. Then, it became an affair. And now, it's a serious, serious relationship. I want my black stud more than anything in my life, and I even want to give him a child. And he wants that, too. We lay in bed together sometimes and talk about him impregnating me, and about the baby we would have, and how incredibly sexy it is for interracial couples to mate and intentionally have babies. Now, I not only ache for my black man and his HUMUNGOUS black c***, and want more of that d*** every day, but I actually ache for his baby and want more and more to give it to him and to carry it in me with everyone thinking it's my husband's child . . . until it pops out of me. I ache for that, and it makes me wet. My best girlfriend (who knows my black lover) says that proves what a w**** I am. Maybe she's right, but it feels good to be a w**** for my black man.