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“Well, I do declare, that black cock does look delicious.” I lisped as the big Mandingo stepped out of the bathtub. His magnificent fuckstick took away my breath and it wasn’t just the tight corset. I knew better than to be in the slave quarters while my husband was out of town. He had warned me about the niggers who hungered for white pussy. I loved our slaves though and visited them every chance I got. You see, my husband, under that powdered wig, was a pompous ass with a tiny cock. He had been trying to impregnate me for years by burrowing his tiny penis in my inner folds and grunting out a tiny squirt of cum. Even a lady needs something more.
I had noticed big Mimba, or Moe as we called him, right after my spouse bought him at auction in Charleston. He was ebony and his back was scarred. He dared look into my blue eyes and that was all it took. I slipped unnoticed into his barn quarters that first night while my drunken husband slept. He touched me like fine china, as fear and desire flowed through his loins. Fucking a white woman was death. But was I not worth death? He pulled me to him, smelling of musk and I almost swooned. He pushed up my skirts and freed his massive 12 inch cock from his African loincloth. I was begging, moaning for him to fill my wet pussy with nigger meat. His thrust lifted me off my feet as he touched my cervix deep inside. I wrapped my long pale legs around his waist, trapping him inside of me, as he began a jungle beat into my cunt. I had already cum twice when I felt him swell and began to spasm. His erratic breath become a low groan as he pumped a thick, creamy load into my forbidden white pussy. I didn’t stay long afterward. We both knew the dangers that we were unable to resist.
Back in my mansion, I felt his sperm injection as it began to seep back out of my raw pussy, forming beads of nigger jizz along the hair fringed edge of my slit. I wondered if my husband would smell the musky sex odor that emanated from my sweaty body. I giggled at the thought of him being a slave cuckold. Let death take us both for I cannot give up sex with my nigger slave. He is my addiction and my dirty secret.

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