’ Miranda stuck her hand out, ‘Keys?’ ‘It’s open.’ She frowned, ‘You leave your door unlocked?’ ‘I have good neighbors.’ ‘Huh,�... she shrugged, ‘okay.’ She gripped the doorknob, turned it and opened the door. Chilled air enveloped her. ‘What the–?’ she peered into the apartment, the interior was pitch black, dead and cavernous. ‘Home sweet home,’ Grey muttered, ‘Enter freely and leave some of the happiness you bring with you.’ Tentatively, Miranda stepped into the door room, Grey trailing behind.. Fortunately that hasn't been the case. I have indulged in my craving, and yet not given into the traditional "cuckold" lifestyle where I reject my husband. Our sex life was as passionate as ever, and even enhanced by my love for black men. This has been mainly due to the fact that Dave is very dominant. I think I have discovered that my desire is to be dominated in the bedroom and very few white men can do that effectively.This has changed though. A few weeks ago I walked in on Dave getting. The girl moaned, terrified, as his cold nose suddenly slid lower and contacted her tiny puckered anus. She shivered and made a faint little cry as the animal's tongue shot out lizard-like and ran wetly up and down the entire cleft between her trembling white thighs, its tip flicking teasingly at the small, defensively clenching anal ring."Oh... oh... oh... no... nooooooooo..." she crooned, trying to twist out of his way, but the big dumb animal used his forepaws accurately to keep her in. The very least he deserved from Grace was a chance to talk through the situation and end their relationship in a different way, and any way would have been far more preferable than this. He momentarily wondered how much of this was known to Lauren, but then decided it made no difference to him. He decided that if Grace and Katherine were happy with what they had done and where it would lead them, then so be it. Now, it was all about him. He would think about number one and not about pleasing.