That nose didn't look quite right.Mary was sitting on the edge of the bed. She'd worked Sara's head into her lap and was gently stroking her hair. Din... had jumped on the bed and was lying on the other side of Sara. He had his eyes on her, his chin resting on his paws, his ears alert."I'll be right back."I went into the kitchen and dialed 911. After the woman who answered calmed me down, I was able to give her a passably coherent description of Sara's condition. She told me she was going to. She turned from pouring coffee, the pot still in her hand while her robe opened and I got a good view of her tits and bush. I stood up and walked over to her and put my hands on her and drew her closer to me, “I am almost his father Karen”, then she looked at me as I stared at her body now with her robe open and she could read my face. “No! Rick, I am not going to be part of some revenge fuck or get even if you have that on your mind”. “Revenge, what are you talking about”. “Come-on Rick, I. He objected and screamed and pouted like a little bitch. He didn’t want his wife to know that he had such fantasies. He never wanted his wife to know that he lusted after dark flesh. She wouldn’t be able to look at him if she knew, at least that’s what he thought. He had compartmentalized his life so much that he thought he was the only man in the world who longed to suck black dick, who wanted more than to just be a cuckold but to be transformed into a cocksucking faggot whore himself. Turns. I was thinking late night of my fetish for breeding and decided that I'll continue to do this my entire life. Being bull is really a lot of fun for me. Women easily get emotionally attached to me and even get ready to leave their husbands just to get me completely.While thinking that night a thought came to my mind what will happen when i get married. Most of you will answer that I'll breed her throughout our lives. My answer to you is no. My wife will be the love of my life and not some baby.