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I saw a reply talking about the name of the protagonist in the article. Let me explain it here. I have already said at the beginning that the theme of the collection is related to the story of the couple, but the content is in its own article and has no connection.
Therefore, the names of the protagonists in the article are only related to their respective stories and have nothing to do with others.
For example, John is just a very common name in English-speaking countries, just like Zhang San and Li Si in China. Not all stories with Zhang San are the same story.
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Just because I gave birth to a black baby, my friends and neighbors began to talk about us and our husbands behind the scenes.
After discussing with my husband, I decided to explain this to some of our closest friends, saying that I was drunk at a party and was raped and pregnant without knowing it.
My husband also heard a lot of comments. Such comments were originally very humiliating to him, but he didn't seem to be troubled by them.
We lost some friends because of this, but most of the friends continued to interact with us, and several of my close friends even started asking me about the father of the child, who were interested in the size and appearance of the thing from the man who made me pregnant.
I also discussed with a few girls I didn't trust about sex with black people and extramarital sex, but I never told anyone the truth about this, and I didn't want them to think I was a slutty woman, even though I was a slutty woman.
When that black baby was six months old, my husband planned to arrange for us to take a vacation in South Carolina.
Because I was troubled by being discussed, I was not in the mood to go on vacation. I told my husband that we should probably end our previous days and return to normal in life.
He smiled and said that he had everything arranged, and he had notified Dave, a black friend there, about what was going on vacation.
After we arrived in the United States, Dave came to pick us up at the airport and took us to the hotel.
Beforehand, my husband had instructed Dave to pay attention to his behavior and speech topics in front of our children, and not let my two white children know what we did.
Dave helped us check in and helped us get our luggage and clothes done.
The last time we came to the United States, we stayed in this hotel, and the facilities here are quite good.
We asked for three adjacent rooms, and there were doors that could be connected between them.
This hotel was invested and built by a black boss. They also own a luxurious nightclub called Black House. Anyone who stays in this hotel can enjoy many free entertainment and services in the nightclub.
That time, I was gang-raped by dozens of black people in that nightclub and got pregnant and gave birth to this black baby.
Our white son and daughter each occupied a room and they thought the hotel was amazing, with a TV, DVD player, video game console and a refrigerator with drinks and snacks in their room.
Our room was on the left hand side of the two children's rooms. The room was very large and had a very large bed. Even if four or five people were sleeping at the same time, there was also a baby cradle in the room, which was just right for my little baby to sleep in it.
In the evening, Dave and another black friend, Phil, came to the hotel again to see if we were doing well with our children and whether there was anything they needed to do.
As they walked into my room, I couldn't help but remember the scene when we were together more than a year ago. My pussy immediately became wet, and I felt my sexual desire rising, and I hope they would take me to that big bed right away.
I asked them to sit down and have a drink, we were chatting together, they asked me what my children like, and they wanted to know what else they could do for our husband and wife and children.
Fortunately, they didn't do anything to tease me, otherwise I would be a little unable to control myself. I kept blaming myself in my heart, why are I always so lewd?
By the time we were around 10 o'clock in the evening, we and the children felt very tired and wanted to rest early because after all, we had a long journey.
After the two older children said good night to us, they went back to their room to sleep, and then I coaxed the baby to sleep.
Then, in less than twenty minutes, Dave, Phil, my husband and I were all naked on the big bed.
My husband pressed the video recorder button and at this time, a black cock had been inserted into my vagina while the other was inserted into my mouth.
Lying among the three men, I felt like I was pampered and served by men like a princess. They took turns having sex with me. After only a while, my vagina was filled with semen.
I felt extremely satisfied as the cum from three men of different races flowed out of my body.
We woke up very late the next morning, and after breakfast, Dave said his brother's family was going to go to a playground and he had arranged for my two older kids to go stroll with them.
I was worried about whether this would cause any trouble to others. Dave told me not to worry, saying that his brother's family was very enthusiastic and hospitable and would definitely take good care of my children.
Then, he quietly told me that his brother and others did not know the relationship between our family and him, so he asked me to rest assured.
We met with Dave's family and it felt great, so I agreed that they took my two older kids to play.
The amusement park is far from the city. They have to drive there and stay for one night in the motel there. They have to play in the amusement park and go back and forth. They won’t be back until the next night.
After sending Dave's younger brother and our children away, Dave invited my husband and I to the nightclub called Black House for lunch.
Since no one took care of the baby for me, I had to take him with me.
There, we met Jim, Phil, Dave, John, and Al again, and the last time we came to America, they all had sex with me.
While having dinner, Al told other black people in the club that one of the few of them who accompanied us to have dinner was the one who made me pregnant and gave birth to this black child, which caused many black people to come over to see my little baby and compare my child with them to see who they look like.
Shortly after lunch, Dave found a nanny to help me take care of the baby so that my husband and I could have free time to party with them all night in the nightclub.
Back in the hotel room, I told the nanny some things to pay attention to when taking care of the child, and asked her to sleep with the child at night.
Then, I found the thin and crisp white long dress I specially prepared this time when I came to the United States, dressed myself up like a pure princess, and then returned to the nightclub to meet with my husband and those black friends.
Al told me that he would surprise us at night.
Of course I know what the surprise he was talking about. In fact, I had expected what would happen in a nightclub that night, so I carried my after-productive pills with me. I would take it tomorrow morning. I don’t want to get pregnant again.
As time passed, night quickly fell, and my husband and I and those black friends gathered in the bar of the nightclub to drink and chat. At this time, I realized that unlike last time, I was not the only white woman in the nightclub.
It was around nine o'clock in the evening, and Al brought a young white couple to meet us. He also told my husband specifically that the white woman was the one who was ready to be gang-raped and accepted their descendants.
I was shocked to hear Al say this because I had always thought that they would gang-rap me in a nightclub that night.
The woman asked me some questions, mainly about how they were going to treat her, and whether I had experienced such things before, whether it felt good, etc.
Then she was taken out and entered a room I was very familiar with with, with a dance floor.
Dave asked my husband and I to another room where video surveillance equipment was installed, which allowed us to easily see what was about to happen.
Through the surveillance screen, I saw the white husband pick up his young and beautiful white wife as ordered, put them on the table by the dance floor, stripped her clothes, spread her hands and legs apart, and finally kissed her and was taken out of the room.
At this time, five or six black men entered the room. They were naked. After coming to the woman, they didn't say a word, and directly inserted their penis between the woman's open legs. Then a pair of thick black hands grabbed the woman's breasts tightly and began to thrust hard on her lower body.
In this way, one after another, the black people took turns inserting their penis into the woman's vagina. After completely ravaging the woman's body, they shot the semen into the woman's uterus without reservation.
Then, the woman's husband was brought in. He lay between his wife's legs, licked the semen flowing out of his wife's vagina with his tongue, and then cleaned the wife's legs with his tongue, and then waited for another group of black people to come in.
In the three hours before and after, I saw a total of 40 black men gang-raped this pity-like white woman.
Just as the gang rape war next door was in full swing, Jim, Phil, Dave and John came to the room where my husband and I were staying. They had sex with me one after another while watching the gang rape war there.
After Dave and I finished doing it, my husband came over and cleaned my pussy that was messed up by their cum.
After a while, a black girl came in to deliver the drink. After putting the drink on the table, she turned around and walked to my husband, knelt down, reached out to zipper his pants, took out his cock and started blowjob.
This is the first time I have seen my husband do such a thing with another woman, and I feel a little uncomfortable.
Finally, my husband reached orgasm while licking and sucking the black girl. He moaned in a low voice and shot all the semen into the girl's mouth, and watched the girl swallow it all.
At this time, the gang rape battle in the next room was over.
I stood up and saw the white wife lying on the table through the screen, as if she was asleep. Maybe she was too tired.
Seeing her like this, I remembered that I had been so ravaged back then.
She woke up, and her raised feet led my gaze to the vagina between her legs, which was in a mess, and the semen that forty black studs shot into her was flowing out.
Her eyes looked around, looking for her clothes, then she got up and pulled them over and covered her body, which was defamed by the man's semen and sweat.
I quickly ran to her, helped her to tidy up her clothes, and helped her walk towards the bar.
She told me that she felt pretty good, and that she must be pregnant with a black child this time.
I asked her what she felt now, and she said that she seemed to have a little black child in her belly, and this feeling stimulated her to orgasm.
When we returned to the bar, we saw Jim, Phil, Dave, John, Al and our two women’s husbands gathered together to watch my previous video, in which I was being raped by a fierce wolf dog.
The woman who had just been gang-raped by forty men was very surprised to see this scene. She turned her head and couldn't seem to believe it was true. Her eyes were wide open and she asked me if I felt as comfortable as my expression at that time.
She told her husband that if it was really comfortable, she wanted to give it a try, and then she assured him that she would definitely like it very much.
The men in the bar laughed at her words, saying that if the couple traveled to southern England, they would help them arrange such opportunities.
After chatting for a while, the couple got up and said goodbye, while we were still staying in the bar chatting and drinking.
Al asked if I liked watching that gang rape battle, and he asked if I would like to participate, too.
I said I would participate, and my husband said he agreed to me and would use his tongue to clean my pussy during that process.
After hearing our answer, Al said that he had prepared a program for me and hoped that I would be interested in participating.
My husband snatched me and said Yes and then they explained their plans to us.
About ten miles from the city, there is a labor farm where John's brother works as the warden.
There were about seventy prisoners locked up on the farm, all black, and eagerly needed some chance to vent their sexual desire.
John's brother once promised them to find a trusted white woman to serve the black prisoners for one night while ensuring that all the guards could do their duty.
John told me that if I agree, they will send me in at 8 pm and wait until the next morning to pick me up. The guards will keep me safe, but I will promise to have sex with them first.
My husband will not be allowed to be with me, but the whole process will be filmed for him to watch afterwards.
I shook my head and said I wouldn't promise to do something like this, but my husband insisted on me and urged me to start taking action immediately.
Those black friends suggested that our couple think about it for a night, and if they can accept it, they will arrange this the next night.
For the whole night, my husband was begging me to agree. We discussed this matter while having sex. It was not until early in the morning that I agreed to my husband's request.
That night, I was sent to the labor farm by them, while my husband stayed in the hotel to take care of the three children.
When saying goodbye to my husband, Dave told me not to worry about my husband. He would arrange for the nanny to come again to help my husband take care of the little baby, and he also instructed the nanny to provide sexual services to my husband.
I am grateful to Dave for being thoughtful, but I firmly disagree with my husband having sex with that nanny.
Because, first of all, the nanny was a black woman in her fifties, fat and ugly, and my husband was a handsome and handsome white man in his thirties. Rather than saying that the nanny provided sexual services to my husband, she took advantage of my husband; secondly, although I had sex with hundreds of men before and after marriage, and was gang-raped by other men in front of my husband countless times, I couldn't accept that my husband was good to other women.
In fact, he was blowjobed by the black girl the night before. It was his first time since marriage that he had come into contact with another woman, and it was just blowjob.
My husband listened to me and told me that he would be loyal to me and would not have sex with other women. His only task at night was to take good care of the black child I gave birth to, and at the same time he wanted me to have a happy night.
I was very happy to hear this and reluctantly kissed him goodbye.
After arriving at the farm, I was first taken to the guard room, where three black men in prison guard uniforms stood upright to greet me.
Without any greetings or introductions, I was pushed to the ground. They pulled off my clothes in a few handfuls and took off themselves. One of them turned behind me, inserted their penis into my vagina, and the other grabbed my hair and stabbed his dirty cock into my mouth.
The guy behind me immediately thrust fiercely as soon as he inserted it, but just one minute later, he shot the semen into my vagina.
As soon as he left my body, another person immediately came in. This person had been holding on for a while, for about ten minutes. Then he and the person who fucked my mouth reached orgasm. The two men in front and behind shot the semen into my vagina and mouth at the same time.
Before I could stand up, a guard who had just raped me actually led a sheepdog in from outside the door and pulled it to climb onto my back.
I could feel its penis poking around my vagina, but I couldn't find the entrance.
At this time, several hands stretched out together, spread my labia open, and guided its cock into my body.
Those men helped the dog maintain balance on my back, and then it thrust its butt back and forth and began to thrust.
Finally, I was not allowed to stand until the dog cumed on my body as well.
At this time, the three guards stood around me with a smile. Their cocks had become hard again. One guard pulled me to kneel in front of him and asked me to suck his cock.
I knelt down on the ground, and continued to serve the three guards with my hands and mouth, until each of them ejaculated again in my mouth.
At this time, a guard asked me if I was full and if I wanted to go to prison to continue being gang-raped by those prisoners.
I told them I was ready and asked them to bring me in.
Three guards walked into the prison area with nakedness, where there were rows of jailhouses that looked like military barracks.
As soon as I approached a row of houses, I saw many men staring at my naked body through the windows of the cell.
I was taken into a room in the middle of the cell. The room was not very big, with two cushions on the floor, and they asked me to lie on the cushion.
At this time, I saw John standing in the corner with another man. I thought that man should be John's brother, the warden here.
They didn't talk to me, they were just busy fiddling with the camera in their hands, and it seemed that they were in charge of the camera.
A guard who had fucked me just now approached me and asked if I was indeed ready to be fucked by everyone in the prison, saying that I still regret it now.
He said there were many prisoners in prison, and they hadn't seen a woman in several years. Once they started, they were likely to be very fierce and rude, and asked me if I could accept it.
I said Yes said I was ready, and since I came, there was nothing to regret or nothing to accept.
As soon as I finished speaking, a group of black men in prison uniforms rushed in. They shouted excitedly while taking off their clothes.
I sat up from the mat and watched the busy men.
They were all strong and their penis were very thick, and they were already excitedly erect.
At this time, a man was the first to take off his clothes. He rushed over and pressed me down on the mat. His mouth sucked on my lips for a while, then turned to my nipples. At the same time, his hands rubbed my vagina hard.
Without more teasing and foreplay, he couldn't wait to poke his already hard cock in, and then he thrust fiercely.
He was very powerful, but unfortunately, he ejaculated in just one minute.
He ejaculated a lot and when he left me, I felt a lot of fluid coming out of my vagina.
When the second man lay on me, John shouted and told me that these men hadn't touched a woman for many years. They would all be eager to have sex with me. They persisted for a short time, but they were all very strong and would ejaculate a lot. He asked me to be mentally prepared.
As he said, the second man ejaculated faster than the first; the third man was the same speed, but he was unique and shot the semen on my breasts and face.
In this way, men lie on me and ejaculate quickly. After a few rounds, I can't remember how many men have entered my body.
I only remember that some of the men started playing tricks later. I sucked several men's dicks, and two men fucked my anus.
Another time, three men fucked me at the same time, one in my vagina, one in my anus, and one in my mouth.
Finally, my body was covered with cum and they took me to a shower to clean up.
There I was surrounded by ten to twelve men who helped me clean the filth on my body while pinching and caressing the sensitive parts of my body.
Then they forced me to kneel under the shower head, turned around and gave them a blowjob one by one, until they were all ejaculated in my mouth before letting me go.
Then they took me back to the matted room, and the prisoners there started a new round of adultery on me.
By about twelve o'clock in the evening, all the seventy prisoners in the prison had already fucked me several times, and I felt so tired that I was about to exhaustion.
At this time, the guards came in and pushed away the men who were still surrounded by me, ordered them to clean the mats, and then drove all the prisoners back to their own ward.
I think it should be over, but John reminded me that as planned, I will stay until dawn before I can leave the prison.
Later, I was taken to the first room of the first row of prison and pushed down on the bed of the first prisoner.
After the first person finished, I was pulled over by the second person and continued to fuck.
In this way, I was rounded from beginning to end in the twenty rooms in the first row of prisons, and then the guards sent me to the second row of prisons and continued to be fucked by every prisoner inside the room.
It was not until four in the morning, when all the prisoners fucked me on their own bed again, that I was taken to the bed in the last room of the last row of prisoners.
By this time, all the prisoners were exhausted and no one wanted to harass me anymore.
I was exhausted, but I only slept for about an hour.
At about five o'clock in the morning, someone came to the room where I was staying to rape me.
I really can't remember anyone entering my body, I only remember the last person who ejaculated in my body woke me up with his gentle kiss.
At about 5:30 in the morning, the guards took me out of the cell area, but they did not find the clothes I took off from the night before in the guard room. I think maybe some guard or prisoner had collected it.
There was no choice but to put on a prison uniform to cover my naked body, and the guards took me to a small truck from the laundry store where I came to the prison to collect dirty clothes, and asked them to take me back to the city.
At six in the morning, the truck drove out of prison. After walking about half a mile, the driver parked the car on the side of the road. He and another man in the car climbed into the car and gang raped me. At that time, I was already asleep in the car behind the truck.
The two men tried every means to humiliate me and raped me for two hours. After they each ejaculated semen into my mouth, vagina and anus, they sent me back to the hotel where I stayed.
I think they saw me wearing prison uniforms and probably thought I was a prisoner who had just been released and had no relatives' concern.
Get off the car at the entrance of the hotel and I saw the nanny holding my little baby, standing by the flower bed at the entrance of the hotel, chatting with two black women of the same age and the same obesity as her.
When they saw me wearing white sperm spots, messy hair, depressed spirit and flushed faces, they all showed a look of surprise.
I knew I looked very embarrassed, so I just said hello to her in a hurry and told her not to take the child back to my room now, so I ran away quickly.
Back in the hotel room, I saw my husband sleeping naked, with a mess on the big bed, all the quilts thrown on the floor, and dirty traces everywhere on the bed sheets.
I wanted to call my husband up and ask me what happened, but thinking of my dirty body and embarrassed look, I decided to take a shower first and quickly rinse off all the semen that had ejaculated into my body last night and this morning.
After coming out of the bathroom, I opened my bag and wanted to find out the incident and take the contraceptive pills quickly to avoid getting pregnant with a black child again.
But I can't find it.
Finally, I thought, it must be my husband who found the medicine I brought, hid it, or threw it away.
My husband said before we came to the United States that he didn't like me taking that medicine and wanted me to get pregnant again; we had quarreled many times over this matter, but in the end no one convinced anyone.
At this time, my husband was awakened by the sound of me looking for something. I asked him what happened last night. He said very apologetically that he did something sorry for me.
It turned out that I just left the hotel last night, and the babysitter and two other black women (I think they were the two I met at the entrance of the hotel) began to force my husband to have sex with them.
One of them was taking care of my children, and the other two had sex with my husband together.
Later, my little baby was coaxed to sleep, and the three of them went to bed with my husband.
All night, they used various provocative methods such as oral sex and masturbation to force my husband to get an erection, and then took turns to have sex with him.
Once, they were lying on the bed alone on their backs, forcing my husband to lie on her and inserted it, sitting next to me, asking my husband to lick her pussy, and there was also a man behind my husband, sodomizing my husband's anus with a dildo.
On this night, three women in their fifties forced my husband to ejaculate once in their mouths, vaginas and anus.
In fact, my husband said he only ejaculated five times, and although he reached orgasm in the last few times, there was nothing to ejaculate.
Finally, at about four in the morning, they finally had enough fun before letting my husband go to bed.
I felt very uncomfortable after hearing my husband's words. On the one hand, my husband lost his virginity to those black women and was tortured all night. I felt that I had not taken good care of him.
On the other hand, I found that when I was gang-raped by dozens of black men, he was also gang-raped by black women.
We really asked for it!
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We stayed quietly in the hotel for the next few days, those black friends didn’t come to us, and my husband didn’t have sex with me, and he said his cock and my pussy needed a good rest.
But by the penultimate night of our holiday, I could no longer bear the loneliness and I complained to my husband that we seemed to have been forgotten.
My husband thought what I said made sense, and he also wanted to have fun again before leaving the United States, so he called Al.
After passing the phone, Al immediately called a car to pick us up, and the one who came over with the car was a nanny he helped us find to take care of our children.
The car took us to the city center, and after passing by the nightclub, the car stopped next to a secluded street.The driver told us to get off here and said that Al would come here to meet us.
After the car drove away, my husband and I were abandoned in this dark and strange alley, surrounded by tall warehouse-like buildings.
After waiting for about five minutes, Al appeared and he led us on the way to an abandoned building with us.
Outside the building, I could see a few windows that seemed to have a little light flashing.
When Al saw us hesitant, he told us not to be afraid and he wanted to take us to a fun place.As he said that, he took us into the building.
Just as I walked into the dark building, I suddenly heard a low moan.I looked back and saw two black men grab my husband and press him to the ground.
At the same time, I suddenly found four black men standing in front of me, they grabbed me and forced me to kneel on the ground.
A man stood in front of me, took out his penis and stuffed it into my mouth; then I saw my husband being forced to kneel on the ground, with a black cock in his mouth.
When my husband's face was covered with white liquid, I felt the penis in my mouth also started to ejaculate.
Then, I was pushed down from behind, kneeling on all fours like a dog, my pants were pulled off and I was inserted into my vagina from behind.
A few minutes later, he ejaculated, and then someone took over his position and continued to rape me from behind.
Such adultery continued like this, and God knew how many men fucked me in that dirty place that night.
Later, when everything calmed down, Al reappeared and drove us back to the hotel.
That night, my husband was also raped by five gay black men.
They force him to suck their cocks and then take turns to penetrate his anus and ejaculate.
Later, my husband said he was not interested in such a thing, and he told Al and me that he would never want to encounter such a thing again.
After returning to the hotel, we went to take a shower immediately, trying to quickly wash away the insult we had just received.
After taking a shower, I asked my husband for the birth control pill he hid, and he told me that he hoped I would have another black child for him. This time we came to the United States was our last time, so he hoped I could seize this last chance.
He said that in the future we will go back to our original in life.
I know there will be results soon.It's just that I've never been able to figure out who the child's father is once I get pregnant.
I saw a reply talking about the name of the protagonist in the article. Let me explain it here. I have already said at the beginning that the theme of the collection is related to the story of the couple, but the content is in its own article and has no connection.
Therefore, the names of the protagonists in the article are only related to their respective stories and have nothing to do with others.
For example, John is just a very common name in English-speaking countries, just like Zhang San and Li Si in China. Not all stories with Zhang San are the same story.
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Just because I gave birth to a black baby, my friends and neighbors began to talk about us and our husbands behind the scenes.
After discussing with my husband, I decided to explain this to some of our closest friends, saying that I was drunk at a party and was raped and pregnant without knowing it.
My husband also heard a lot of comments. Such comments were originally very humiliating to him, but he didn't seem to be troubled by them.
We lost some friends because of this, but most of the friends continued to interact with us, and several of my close friends even started asking me about the father of the child, who were interested in the size and appearance of the thing from the man who made me pregnant.
I also discussed with a few girls I didn't trust about sex with black people and extramarital sex, but I never told anyone the truth about this, and I didn't want them to think I was a slutty woman, even though I was a slutty woman.
When that black baby was six months old, my husband planned to arrange for us to take a vacation in South Carolina.
Because I was troubled by being discussed, I was not in the mood to go on vacation. I told my husband that we should probably end our previous days and return to normal in life.
He smiled and said that he had everything arranged, and he had notified Dave, a black friend there, about what was going on vacation.
After we arrived in the United States, Dave came to pick us up at the airport and took us to the hotel.
Beforehand, my husband had instructed Dave to pay attention to his behavior and speech topics in front of our children, and not let my two white children know what we did.
Dave helped us check in and helped us get our luggage and clothes done.
The last time we came to the United States, we stayed in this hotel, and the facilities here are quite good.
We asked for three adjacent rooms, and there were doors that could be connected between them.
This hotel was invested and built by a black boss. They also own a luxurious nightclub called Black House. Anyone who stays in this hotel can enjoy many free entertainment and services in the nightclub.
That time, I was gang-raped by dozens of black people in that nightclub and got pregnant and gave birth to this black baby.
Our white son and daughter each occupied a room and they thought the hotel was amazing, with a TV, DVD player, video game console and a refrigerator with drinks and snacks in their room.
Our room was on the left hand side of the two children's rooms. The room was very large and had a very large bed. Even if four or five people were sleeping at the same time, there was also a baby cradle in the room, which was just right for my little baby to sleep in it.
In the evening, Dave and another black friend, Phil, came to the hotel again to see if we were doing well with our children and whether there was anything they needed to do.
As they walked into my room, I couldn't help but remember the scene when we were together more than a year ago. My pussy immediately became wet, and I felt my sexual desire rising, and I hope they would take me to that big bed right away.
I asked them to sit down and have a drink, we were chatting together, they asked me what my children like, and they wanted to know what else they could do for our husband and wife and children.
Fortunately, they didn't do anything to tease me, otherwise I would be a little unable to control myself. I kept blaming myself in my heart, why are I always so lewd?
By the time we were around 10 o'clock in the evening, we and the children felt very tired and wanted to rest early because after all, we had a long journey.
After the two older children said good night to us, they went back to their room to sleep, and then I coaxed the baby to sleep.
Then, in less than twenty minutes, Dave, Phil, my husband and I were all naked on the big bed.
My husband pressed the video recorder button and at this time, a black cock had been inserted into my vagina while the other was inserted into my mouth.
Lying among the three men, I felt like I was pampered and served by men like a princess. They took turns having sex with me. After only a while, my vagina was filled with semen.
I felt extremely satisfied as the cum from three men of different races flowed out of my body.
We woke up very late the next morning, and after breakfast, Dave said his brother's family was going to go to a playground and he had arranged for my two older kids to go stroll with them.
I was worried about whether this would cause any trouble to others. Dave told me not to worry, saying that his brother's family was very enthusiastic and hospitable and would definitely take good care of my children.
Then, he quietly told me that his brother and others did not know the relationship between our family and him, so he asked me to rest assured.
We met with Dave's family and it felt great, so I agreed that they took my two older kids to play.
The amusement park is far from the city. They have to drive there and stay for one night in the motel there. They have to play in the amusement park and go back and forth. They won’t be back until the next night.
After sending Dave's younger brother and our children away, Dave invited my husband and I to the nightclub called Black House for lunch.
Since no one took care of the baby for me, I had to take him with me.
There, we met Jim, Phil, Dave, John, and Al again, and the last time we came to America, they all had sex with me.
While having dinner, Al told other black people in the club that one of the few of them who accompanied us to have dinner was the one who made me pregnant and gave birth to this black child, which caused many black people to come over to see my little baby and compare my child with them to see who they look like.
Shortly after lunch, Dave found a nanny to help me take care of the baby so that my husband and I could have free time to party with them all night in the nightclub.
Back in the hotel room, I told the nanny some things to pay attention to when taking care of the child, and asked her to sleep with the child at night.
Then, I found the thin and crisp white long dress I specially prepared this time when I came to the United States, dressed myself up like a pure princess, and then returned to the nightclub to meet with my husband and those black friends.
Al told me that he would surprise us at night.
Of course I know what the surprise he was talking about. In fact, I had expected what would happen in a nightclub that night, so I carried my after-productive pills with me. I would take it tomorrow morning. I don’t want to get pregnant again.
As time passed, night quickly fell, and my husband and I and those black friends gathered in the bar of the nightclub to drink and chat. At this time, I realized that unlike last time, I was not the only white woman in the nightclub.
It was around nine o'clock in the evening, and Al brought a young white couple to meet us. He also told my husband specifically that the white woman was the one who was ready to be gang-raped and accepted their descendants.
I was shocked to hear Al say this because I had always thought that they would gang-rap me in a nightclub that night.
The woman asked me some questions, mainly about how they were going to treat her, and whether I had experienced such things before, whether it felt good, etc.
Then she was taken out and entered a room I was very familiar with with, with a dance floor.
Dave asked my husband and I to another room where video surveillance equipment was installed, which allowed us to easily see what was about to happen.
Through the surveillance screen, I saw the white husband pick up his young and beautiful white wife as ordered, put them on the table by the dance floor, stripped her clothes, spread her hands and legs apart, and finally kissed her and was taken out of the room.
At this time, five or six black men entered the room. They were naked. After coming to the woman, they didn't say a word, and directly inserted their penis between the woman's open legs. Then a pair of thick black hands grabbed the woman's breasts tightly and began to thrust hard on her lower body.
In this way, one after another, the black people took turns inserting their penis into the woman's vagina. After completely ravaging the woman's body, they shot the semen into the woman's uterus without reservation.
Then, the woman's husband was brought in. He lay between his wife's legs, licked the semen flowing out of his wife's vagina with his tongue, and then cleaned the wife's legs with his tongue, and then waited for another group of black people to come in.
In the three hours before and after, I saw a total of 40 black men gang-raped this pity-like white woman.
Just as the gang rape war next door was in full swing, Jim, Phil, Dave and John came to the room where my husband and I were staying. They had sex with me one after another while watching the gang rape war there.
After Dave and I finished doing it, my husband came over and cleaned my pussy that was messed up by their cum.
After a while, a black girl came in to deliver the drink. After putting the drink on the table, she turned around and walked to my husband, knelt down, reached out to zipper his pants, took out his cock and started blowjob.
This is the first time I have seen my husband do such a thing with another woman, and I feel a little uncomfortable.
Finally, my husband reached orgasm while licking and sucking the black girl. He moaned in a low voice and shot all the semen into the girl's mouth, and watched the girl swallow it all.
At this time, the gang rape battle in the next room was over.
I stood up and saw the white wife lying on the table through the screen, as if she was asleep. Maybe she was too tired.
Seeing her like this, I remembered that I had been so ravaged back then.
She woke up, and her raised feet led my gaze to the vagina between her legs, which was in a mess, and the semen that forty black studs shot into her was flowing out.
Her eyes looked around, looking for her clothes, then she got up and pulled them over and covered her body, which was defamed by the man's semen and sweat.
I quickly ran to her, helped her to tidy up her clothes, and helped her walk towards the bar.
She told me that she felt pretty good, and that she must be pregnant with a black child this time.
I asked her what she felt now, and she said that she seemed to have a little black child in her belly, and this feeling stimulated her to orgasm.
When we returned to the bar, we saw Jim, Phil, Dave, John, Al and our two women’s husbands gathered together to watch my previous video, in which I was being raped by a fierce wolf dog.
The woman who had just been gang-raped by forty men was very surprised to see this scene. She turned her head and couldn't seem to believe it was true. Her eyes were wide open and she asked me if I felt as comfortable as my expression at that time.
She told her husband that if it was really comfortable, she wanted to give it a try, and then she assured him that she would definitely like it very much.
The men in the bar laughed at her words, saying that if the couple traveled to southern England, they would help them arrange such opportunities.
After chatting for a while, the couple got up and said goodbye, while we were still staying in the bar chatting and drinking.
Al asked if I liked watching that gang rape battle, and he asked if I would like to participate, too.
I said I would participate, and my husband said he agreed to me and would use his tongue to clean my pussy during that process.
After hearing our answer, Al said that he had prepared a program for me and hoped that I would be interested in participating.
My husband snatched me and said Yes and then they explained their plans to us.
About ten miles from the city, there is a labor farm where John's brother works as the warden.
There were about seventy prisoners locked up on the farm, all black, and eagerly needed some chance to vent their sexual desire.
John's brother once promised them to find a trusted white woman to serve the black prisoners for one night while ensuring that all the guards could do their duty.
John told me that if I agree, they will send me in at 8 pm and wait until the next morning to pick me up. The guards will keep me safe, but I will promise to have sex with them first.
My husband will not be allowed to be with me, but the whole process will be filmed for him to watch afterwards.
I shook my head and said I wouldn't promise to do something like this, but my husband insisted on me and urged me to start taking action immediately.
Those black friends suggested that our couple think about it for a night, and if they can accept it, they will arrange this the next night.
For the whole night, my husband was begging me to agree. We discussed this matter while having sex. It was not until early in the morning that I agreed to my husband's request.
That night, I was sent to the labor farm by them, while my husband stayed in the hotel to take care of the three children.
When saying goodbye to my husband, Dave told me not to worry about my husband. He would arrange for the nanny to come again to help my husband take care of the little baby, and he also instructed the nanny to provide sexual services to my husband.
I am grateful to Dave for being thoughtful, but I firmly disagree with my husband having sex with that nanny.
Because, first of all, the nanny was a black woman in her fifties, fat and ugly, and my husband was a handsome and handsome white man in his thirties. Rather than saying that the nanny provided sexual services to my husband, she took advantage of my husband; secondly, although I had sex with hundreds of men before and after marriage, and was gang-raped by other men in front of my husband countless times, I couldn't accept that my husband was good to other women.
In fact, he was blowjobed by the black girl the night before. It was his first time since marriage that he had come into contact with another woman, and it was just blowjob.
My husband listened to me and told me that he would be loyal to me and would not have sex with other women. His only task at night was to take good care of the black child I gave birth to, and at the same time he wanted me to have a happy night.
I was very happy to hear this and reluctantly kissed him goodbye.
After arriving at the farm, I was first taken to the guard room, where three black men in prison guard uniforms stood upright to greet me.
Without any greetings or introductions, I was pushed to the ground. They pulled off my clothes in a few handfuls and took off themselves. One of them turned behind me, inserted their penis into my vagina, and the other grabbed my hair and stabbed his dirty cock into my mouth.
The guy behind me immediately thrust fiercely as soon as he inserted it, but just one minute later, he shot the semen into my vagina.
As soon as he left my body, another person immediately came in. This person had been holding on for a while, for about ten minutes. Then he and the person who fucked my mouth reached orgasm. The two men in front and behind shot the semen into my vagina and mouth at the same time.
Before I could stand up, a guard who had just raped me actually led a sheepdog in from outside the door and pulled it to climb onto my back.
I could feel its penis poking around my vagina, but I couldn't find the entrance.
At this time, several hands stretched out together, spread my labia open, and guided its cock into my body.
Those men helped the dog maintain balance on my back, and then it thrust its butt back and forth and began to thrust.
Finally, I was not allowed to stand until the dog cumed on my body as well.
At this time, the three guards stood around me with a smile. Their cocks had become hard again. One guard pulled me to kneel in front of him and asked me to suck his cock.
I knelt down on the ground, and continued to serve the three guards with my hands and mouth, until each of them ejaculated again in my mouth.
At this time, a guard asked me if I was full and if I wanted to go to prison to continue being gang-raped by those prisoners.
I told them I was ready and asked them to bring me in.
Three guards walked into the prison area with nakedness, where there were rows of jailhouses that looked like military barracks.
As soon as I approached a row of houses, I saw many men staring at my naked body through the windows of the cell.
I was taken into a room in the middle of the cell. The room was not very big, with two cushions on the floor, and they asked me to lie on the cushion.
At this time, I saw John standing in the corner with another man. I thought that man should be John's brother, the warden here.
They didn't talk to me, they were just busy fiddling with the camera in their hands, and it seemed that they were in charge of the camera.
A guard who had fucked me just now approached me and asked if I was indeed ready to be fucked by everyone in the prison, saying that I still regret it now.
He said there were many prisoners in prison, and they hadn't seen a woman in several years. Once they started, they were likely to be very fierce and rude, and asked me if I could accept it.
I said Yes said I was ready, and since I came, there was nothing to regret or nothing to accept.
As soon as I finished speaking, a group of black men in prison uniforms rushed in. They shouted excitedly while taking off their clothes.
I sat up from the mat and watched the busy men.
They were all strong and their penis were very thick, and they were already excitedly erect.
At this time, a man was the first to take off his clothes. He rushed over and pressed me down on the mat. His mouth sucked on my lips for a while, then turned to my nipples. At the same time, his hands rubbed my vagina hard.
Without more teasing and foreplay, he couldn't wait to poke his already hard cock in, and then he thrust fiercely.
He was very powerful, but unfortunately, he ejaculated in just one minute.
He ejaculated a lot and when he left me, I felt a lot of fluid coming out of my vagina.
When the second man lay on me, John shouted and told me that these men hadn't touched a woman for many years. They would all be eager to have sex with me. They persisted for a short time, but they were all very strong and would ejaculate a lot. He asked me to be mentally prepared.
As he said, the second man ejaculated faster than the first; the third man was the same speed, but he was unique and shot the semen on my breasts and face.
In this way, men lie on me and ejaculate quickly. After a few rounds, I can't remember how many men have entered my body.
I only remember that some of the men started playing tricks later. I sucked several men's dicks, and two men fucked my anus.
Another time, three men fucked me at the same time, one in my vagina, one in my anus, and one in my mouth.
Finally, my body was covered with cum and they took me to a shower to clean up.
There I was surrounded by ten to twelve men who helped me clean the filth on my body while pinching and caressing the sensitive parts of my body.
Then they forced me to kneel under the shower head, turned around and gave them a blowjob one by one, until they were all ejaculated in my mouth before letting me go.
Then they took me back to the matted room, and the prisoners there started a new round of adultery on me.
By about twelve o'clock in the evening, all the seventy prisoners in the prison had already fucked me several times, and I felt so tired that I was about to exhaustion.
At this time, the guards came in and pushed away the men who were still surrounded by me, ordered them to clean the mats, and then drove all the prisoners back to their own ward.
I think it should be over, but John reminded me that as planned, I will stay until dawn before I can leave the prison.
Later, I was taken to the first room of the first row of prison and pushed down on the bed of the first prisoner.
After the first person finished, I was pulled over by the second person and continued to fuck.
In this way, I was rounded from beginning to end in the twenty rooms in the first row of prisons, and then the guards sent me to the second row of prisons and continued to be fucked by every prisoner inside the room.
It was not until four in the morning, when all the prisoners fucked me on their own bed again, that I was taken to the bed in the last room of the last row of prisoners.
By this time, all the prisoners were exhausted and no one wanted to harass me anymore.
I was exhausted, but I only slept for about an hour.
At about five o'clock in the morning, someone came to the room where I was staying to rape me.
I really can't remember anyone entering my body, I only remember the last person who ejaculated in my body woke me up with his gentle kiss.
At about 5:30 in the morning, the guards took me out of the cell area, but they did not find the clothes I took off from the night before in the guard room. I think maybe some guard or prisoner had collected it.
There was no choice but to put on a prison uniform to cover my naked body, and the guards took me to a small truck from the laundry store where I came to the prison to collect dirty clothes, and asked them to take me back to the city.
At six in the morning, the truck drove out of prison. After walking about half a mile, the driver parked the car on the side of the road. He and another man in the car climbed into the car and gang raped me. At that time, I was already asleep in the car behind the truck.
The two men tried every means to humiliate me and raped me for two hours. After they each ejaculated semen into my mouth, vagina and anus, they sent me back to the hotel where I stayed.
I think they saw me wearing prison uniforms and probably thought I was a prisoner who had just been released and had no relatives' concern.
Get off the car at the entrance of the hotel and I saw the nanny holding my little baby, standing by the flower bed at the entrance of the hotel, chatting with two black women of the same age and the same obesity as her.
When they saw me wearing white sperm spots, messy hair, depressed spirit and flushed faces, they all showed a look of surprise.
I knew I looked very embarrassed, so I just said hello to her in a hurry and told her not to take the child back to my room now, so I ran away quickly.
Back in the hotel room, I saw my husband sleeping naked, with a mess on the big bed, all the quilts thrown on the floor, and dirty traces everywhere on the bed sheets.
I wanted to call my husband up and ask me what happened, but thinking of my dirty body and embarrassed look, I decided to take a shower first and quickly rinse off all the semen that had ejaculated into my body last night and this morning.
After coming out of the bathroom, I opened my bag and wanted to find out the incident and take the contraceptive pills quickly to avoid getting pregnant with a black child again.
But I can't find it.
Finally, I thought, it must be my husband who found the medicine I brought, hid it, or threw it away.
My husband said before we came to the United States that he didn't like me taking that medicine and wanted me to get pregnant again; we had quarreled many times over this matter, but in the end no one convinced anyone.
At this time, my husband was awakened by the sound of me looking for something. I asked him what happened last night. He said very apologetically that he did something sorry for me.
It turned out that I just left the hotel last night, and the babysitter and two other black women (I think they were the two I met at the entrance of the hotel) began to force my husband to have sex with them.
One of them was taking care of my children, and the other two had sex with my husband together.
Later, my little baby was coaxed to sleep, and the three of them went to bed with my husband.
All night, they used various provocative methods such as oral sex and masturbation to force my husband to get an erection, and then took turns to have sex with him.
Once, they were lying on the bed alone on their backs, forcing my husband to lie on her and inserted it, sitting next to me, asking my husband to lick her pussy, and there was also a man behind my husband, sodomizing my husband's anus with a dildo.
On this night, three women in their fifties forced my husband to ejaculate once in their mouths, vaginas and anus.
In fact, my husband said he only ejaculated five times, and although he reached orgasm in the last few times, there was nothing to ejaculate.
Finally, at about four in the morning, they finally had enough fun before letting my husband go to bed.
I felt very uncomfortable after hearing my husband's words. On the one hand, my husband lost his virginity to those black women and was tortured all night. I felt that I had not taken good care of him.
On the other hand, I found that when I was gang-raped by dozens of black men, he was also gang-raped by black women.
We really asked for it!
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We stayed quietly in the hotel for the next few days, those black friends didn’t come to us, and my husband didn’t have sex with me, and he said his cock and my pussy needed a good rest.
But by the penultimate night of our holiday, I could no longer bear the loneliness and I complained to my husband that we seemed to have been forgotten.
My husband thought what I said made sense, and he also wanted to have fun again before leaving the United States, so he called Al.
After passing the phone, Al immediately called a car to pick us up, and the one who came over with the car was a nanny he helped us find to take care of our children.
The car took us to the city center, and after passing by the nightclub, the car stopped next to a secluded street.The driver told us to get off here and said that Al would come here to meet us.
After the car drove away, my husband and I were abandoned in this dark and strange alley, surrounded by tall warehouse-like buildings.
After waiting for about five minutes, Al appeared and he led us on the way to an abandoned building with us.
Outside the building, I could see a few windows that seemed to have a little light flashing.
When Al saw us hesitant, he told us not to be afraid and he wanted to take us to a fun place.As he said that, he took us into the building.
Just as I walked into the dark building, I suddenly heard a low moan.I looked back and saw two black men grab my husband and press him to the ground.
At the same time, I suddenly found four black men standing in front of me, they grabbed me and forced me to kneel on the ground.
A man stood in front of me, took out his penis and stuffed it into my mouth; then I saw my husband being forced to kneel on the ground, with a black cock in his mouth.
When my husband's face was covered with white liquid, I felt the penis in my mouth also started to ejaculate.
Then, I was pushed down from behind, kneeling on all fours like a dog, my pants were pulled off and I was inserted into my vagina from behind.
A few minutes later, he ejaculated, and then someone took over his position and continued to rape me from behind.
Such adultery continued like this, and God knew how many men fucked me in that dirty place that night.
Later, when everything calmed down, Al reappeared and drove us back to the hotel.
That night, my husband was also raped by five gay black men.
They force him to suck their cocks and then take turns to penetrate his anus and ejaculate.
Later, my husband said he was not interested in such a thing, and he told Al and me that he would never want to encounter such a thing again.
After returning to the hotel, we went to take a shower immediately, trying to quickly wash away the insult we had just received.
After taking a shower, I asked my husband for the birth control pill he hid, and he told me that he hoped I would have another black child for him. This time we came to the United States was our last time, so he hoped I could seize this last chance.
He said that in the future we will go back to our original in life.
I know there will be results soon.It's just that I've never been able to figure out who the child's father is once I get pregnant.
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