After that episode in the shower, she knew that there was no arguing with me, but I have a feeling that she had no intention of arguing against this a...yways. We lay there together, cuddling and giggling, replaying what had just happened, talking through her shock at me and my unapologetic dominance over her to make it happen, the escape that it was and the bliss that we took from this first experience together. But I am incapable of merely laying with a hot woman that I am attracted to that is. Other black men were in the background, but too far back to see clearly.I opened the cover page and read on. It took me only a short while, maybe 30 minutes or less, to read the booklets contents in their entirety. There were many more pictures inside the booklet, some in color and some too in black and white, all depicting interracial sex between black men and white women. There were even some testimonials from both white wives and their cuckold husbands, all had just initials, no names,. He tickled her a bit, and made her laugh. That pissed me off too. I wanted to be the only one to make her laugh. Then he put her arms around her and held her close to him. I guess he wanted to really feel her nice knockers."Oh, you like these tits? You see, Alex, my boobs should be shared. You shouldn't have them all to yourself," she said.I didn't say anything to that. I didn't give her the satisfaction."Well, I agree with the lady," he put on the record.I just gave them both a dirty look and. ' Steve asked '...what's a popper?...' I told him '...it's something that will let me take more of your big dick and enjoy it...' Steve abruptly pulled his dick from my anus causing me great anguish and an obscene slurping sound. Steve did not move from between my spread legs as he said '...get those poppers and get back here I ain't moving...' I crawled over to the night stand and found the bottle, showed it to Steve and slid back down below him. My legs sliding beside his knees and feet as.