Always been treated like trash in this town. The anger. The figting&hellip,. The love lost, he said looking away the door for moment. I thought it was...going to go on forever, and that mean old bitch on the bed to me was just living proof that it would always remain underneath despite what that cowboy in the White House says. He cleared his throat Then you and your sisters here came along. Yes, sisters. Its no coincidence that you three found each other. Im not talking flesh and blood. The Lord. Why does my husband look at this stuff? Is it possible that he is thinking of me while he watches it? Why would he fantasize and masturbate to thoughts of me with black men?As I found this pornography on my husbands computer, I began looking at it more and more. My husband doesn't know that I know about his fetish. It began is detective work to find out what turns him on and what he spends his time looking at.I was raised in a racist family in the south and was taught to stay away from black. "I saw the sunlight in the ladder-well and couldn't understand what was going on. This is fabulous!" Yes! A beautiful surprise, isn't it?"Basel nodded and walked over to a control console. After a moment he called out, "It's programmable! Wow! I could have a lot of fun playing with this, maybe even add some animation!"Eliana laughed back. "Yes! We could be at Aleppo eating lobster by the docks and meet the giant octopus!" She was puzzled to see Basel stiffen for a moment, and then he. I looked up to the window looking over the yard and saw Amy in the window ten feet above my head. She quickly raised her shirt up over her head showing me her perfect tits and smiled at me. This girl was gonna be the death of me. I went in and helped with the last of the dinner prep and the rest of the night went as normal. Amy came down when dinner was ready as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened today. She and Rachel talked a bit about their days, and I was mostly silent for most of.