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Scared I will Never Get a White Woman Pregnant
I am in my late 40s.I am so scared that I will grow old and die without having a child with a white woman.
I am in my late 40s.I am so scared that I will grow old and die without having a child with a white woman.
I'm in my early-50s and so I'm probably not what this sort of black male is looking for. When they could walk into any bar or restaurant (or church!) and pick up a single white girl in her mid-to-late-teens or early-20s, they wouldn't want an old gal like me, but thanks for the compliment!
You may not have a baby for him but maybe some black guy would find you so sensual that he would elect to live between your legs for the rest of his natural life,denying your hubby any more chances of ** you!
That idea makes me hot and wet and creamy but I just don't see it being possible since a black man would rather have a young teenage girl to **. But I love the idea and especially the part about him ** me so much that my husband doesn't stand a chance of getting any more **.......and I would love for him to tell my husband that!!! OMG that is so ** of an idea!!!
Hi lady...am a black man who would possibly be interested in ** your ** raw day and night,depriving your hubby of his ** rights.Where are you located?
You are such a sweet and charming man, and OMG! I do appreciate your interest. And I completely LOVE the ** idea of depriving my husband of "** rights" because you'd be using it all up with that giant black meat you guys all seem to carry around between your muscular legs. But I'm afraid that's going to have to stay in the realm of sexual fantasy for me because I couldn't injure or embarrass my husband that way, even though it would bring me great joy, selfishly. The reason I can't is that I have an addictive personality, and I am certain that once you stuck that . . . thing . . . in me, I would never get off it. Never. My addictive personality first showed itself in the form of addiction to prescription meds, a few years before Brett Favre and Rush Limbaugh made it popular and mainstream. I fell off the edge of the world (doing things to get the drugs that I should never have done and can't talk about here), and the only thing that kept me alive and out of prison was my husband's unwillingness to turn me loose. He got me help, cleaned me up, moved me from the environment where I was using (and worse), kept our family together, and restored my sanity. I can't ever repay that, and I also can't ever betray it by an act of pure selfishness. My best friend tells me that my private thoughts are a betrayal equal to the lurid acts themselves, but I believe that as long as I don't act on the urges I have, I am preserving myself. So, as much as I would personally love to have such a willing black man, with such an exceptional ** drive and such exceptional equipment, "** me raw day and night" and simultaneously "depriving my husband of my **" [Christ, you have a WONDERFUL way with words], I simply can't. But thank you so much for fueling my fantasies with new fire.