Those lips were so soft and wanting. I thought I heard her sigh a little and she lingered some before pulling away and looking at me with a confused l...ok on her face. I look down at my hands and noticed its now 5:30, shit I'm officially late now but I just cant leave her here alone, not in the state that she is in. I'm sorry about that kiss, which was very inappropriate of me I state.Its OK she says, it was nice to be touched and treated so softly and not mauled. She starts to shiver again and. “In the middle of your orgasm, you smashed my head with a goblet because you thought I was somebody else and you weren't going to cum with another man?” A look of astonishment crossed his face as the full import of his wife’s ferocity finally sunk in. No matter what her biology was telling her to do, she wasn’t going to climax with another man. She just wouldn’t have it and that was that.Millie looked at the blood dripping off his head. Head cuts always bled the most. She gave a half smile,. Once again after she left for work I went to her computer. Again, the browser history was clean and there were no open windows. But this time I was going to snoop further. I opened her notebook that contains her logins and passwords and found two new entries. These stood out, as they didn’t list what they were for. All the others on her list had some identification like Facebook, Apple ID, or Pinterest. These were just the ID that she normally uses, her initials and birthdate, and then the. Jenny pleaded, “please, don’t, I’m exhausted. I don’t want another black thing in me….please.don’t, not now.” Her pleas fell on death ears as the African slowly pressed his blackness into her. Jenny’s vagina was lubricated from the spunk left in her by her previous captor so this black man’s cock slid in more smoothly. She quickly tried to push him away but as she did he grabbed her wrists tightly holding them to the floor while thrusting his black cock more deeply into her. A look of fear.