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Blacked World: A Loving White Wife, Blacked at the Beach, 5!

by M.A. Darkwood-Ryder

Copyrighted, 2018 M.A. Darkwood-Ryder

Published by Blacked World Publications, all rights reserved.

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Blacked World: A Loving White Wife, Blacked at the Beach, 5!

M.A. Darkwood-Ryder

"Go get it, white dog," commanded the beautiful young ebony goddess. My Mistress. I had just given myself to her.

The "it" in the equation was a big, thick dildo, sticking out of my beloved Christian wife's asshole. Mistress had left it lodged deep inside of her.

Renee lay on her side, over-heated, panting, and sweating. Ravaged again within an inch of her life. The two large black men who had been fucking her, together and separate, from the time we showed up on the beach, stood nearby, their large, thick dicks still pretty hard and definitely soaked in their cum and my wife's too.

I looked to the dildo first but then my eyes moved two inches and zeroed in on my wife's distended snatch, oozing so much cum. I had never seen it like that but after they had both fucked her there at the same time, it was having trouble closing up again. I gulped.

"Is that permanent?" I wondered, watching her lips flex. My stomach churned, for about the tenth time that day, to the thought. "Why did we have to come to this liberal, hippy state?"

But it was no longer my role to think, it was only to serve Mistress. And so I crawled over on my hands and knees like the obedient dog I now was. I climbed up behind my wife, my nostrils flaring at the overpowering aroma of freshly-fucked pussy. My dicklet, sore as the Dickens, throbbed. At least, it ached like it did. I had beaten it within an inch of its life, too.

I knew better than to grab the dildo with my hands... "Dogs don't have hands," I reminded myself... Instead, I opened my mouth wide and gently bit the end of the dildo, wrapping my lips tightly.

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