That we would figure out a way to make this happen. First off we both agreed to not see Sam or any other black men again. If we did we knew our cover ...ould be blown. We also agreed that she got pregnant from a sperm donor. In this was true, we never intended for Sam to be anything more than a donor and someone to have fun with. Our love and our marriage is strong, and I am so glad to have her through it all.There was a still a problem with our love life however. Since our encounter with Sam it. All of a sudden Ana squealed in orgasm as my sticky cum splashed on her high stilettos. As her climax subsided, my sexy wife slowly pulled the cock out of my throat. I rested back on my hands and knees, trying to catch my breath.Anita opened her eyes and stroked up and down the saliva covered fake cock."Now it is your turn, big boy… bend over the edge of the bed…” She ordered me.I obeyed her, resting my weight onto my elbows and hiding my face into a pillow. I opened my ass cheeks with my hands. I also stroked her kitty to good effect. Damn, I really liked kissing her. When we came up for air she kept thanking me, but I reminded her that I had started the whole ‘I need to kiss you’ business because I was a spoiled child and I wanted her lips. She blushed bright red at the reminder and said, out loud to herself “he really does love me, he said so and shows me.”I gave her a slap on the bottom, to get us back on track. In response she deliberately lifted and wiggled her bottom. “Please. As I scrolled down to the picture in the email before me, I was pleased to see that Miranda was every bit the trophy wife; blonde, young, beautiful with curves in all the right places, and a look in her eyes that screamed out sex.Her outfit had a nice fetish feel to it; a mesh of black leather straps held together with chrome rings clinging tightly to her gorgeous figure, just managing to conceal her erect nipples and her pussy.Her fantasy was pretty standard; she would tie up a naked.