Fast forward. A few weeks later. Jacking off while watching porn on my computer. I stumble upon a cuckolding video and my memory brings back to mind t...e pieces of the puzzle. I put it together. One, two, three strikes, you're out ! And I am turned on !So I watch more of the same, and specially, a white wife cuckolding her husband with a well hung black man. And I start reading stories about it, and forums and blogs, and black superiority web sites. And I don't understand. Probably because I. I love our life together, she thought to herself. Who ever knew anyone could be this happy.She found herself happily humming a little tune as she fixed a breakfast of sausage and scrambled eggs for herself and the girls.Once her cooking was underway, Julie hurried in to check on her sleeping daughters Aimee and Lacy. She smiles when she notices that little four year old Lacy had sometime during the night crawled into bed with her seven year old big sister, Aimee.I am so happy they still like to. "Carol, you're next," Laura laughed as she eased off of my lap. "Who's up to helping her out?"Carol must have been holding one of the pair of breasts at my back. Her hands slid clear as she stepped around in front of me. She gave Laura a teasing look, but she also glanced my way to be sure I was paying attention."Is this the only way I will get to taste your flavors?" Carol teased Laura. "Sometimes I think you're afraid to see how much I might enjoy you."With a challenging look, Carol slid to. "Now!" Byron grunted as he pulled her ass-cheeks wide apart and drove his groin forward and down. With that one hard thrust, Byron jammed his cock-head into her tight shit-chute."AIYYEEEE! TAKE IT OUT! ARRRNNGHH! OHH, NOOO! OH, FUCKIN' JEEESUS, I'M GONNA BUST APART! OHHHH! ARRGHHHH!" Julie screamed in pain, closing her eyes more tightly and lurching forward as she felt her body racked by unspeakable pain."Relax! Relax!" Byron kept saying softly aver her as he held tightly onto her thighs. At.