Cautiously, Rachel took my cock into her hands. She’d learned how to pump a man’s meat yesterday, but today she had other lessons she wished to b... taught. Following instructions, she closed her mouth over the head of my cock and allowed her saliva glands to release their moisturized liquid. Streams of slippery fluid coated my cockhead. Unsure of how to get the entire cockshaft wet, Rachel lowered her mouth onto it as far as she could. Her tight little mouth could take in only a few inches.. The more I read and searched the more excited I got, especially the ones involving blacks as I had never been with one. I then got into the black wife breeding websites and others involving young white girls being bred by blacks. These stories and videos provided material for a lot of orgasms playing with my toys and fantasizing about how I could involve myself in this scene for real. I didn't think of actually doing it till almost a year later, I was at a hotel for a business seminar and I. I slowed down even more as we cycled past the bar flashing myself to everyone sitting outside.Groups of guys began cheering and clapping at the sight of a sexy blonde showing off her big tits and rock hard nipples. This was enough to send the juices flowing into my white thong.Once we got past the bar I pulled my vest back down both me and my hubby laughing at the response I had got!We arrived at the lake and found a reasonably discreet area where we stopped for a rest.That was so hot back at. And when I asked her to marry me a year later, we did so right after we graduated. ~~~~~~ Two years after Wendy and I married she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl whom we named Isabella. She was the most precious and beautiful thing I’d ever seen, and when they laid her in my arms for the first time, I cried my eyes out. Still though, I thought my life was now complete, feeling that God had truly blessed me with everything I’d ever wanted in life. All of that went to hell in a hand basket.