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Master,” she murmured as she slurped at the
rubber cock. She covered every inch, sucking on the thick curve of
the flushed head, sucking up any imaginary cum that didn’t make
the journey into her warm, fruitful womb. She desperately wished he
was physically there with her, satisfying her dark fantasies and
skewering her throat with his extended manhood.
     
    BLING!
BLING!
    The
message chime on her phone startled Clara out of her fantasy. She
looked at the screen. It was Darod, her soon to be ex-husband.
                Darod: ‘yo sup
witcha, u ready to quit trippin?’
                Clara rolled her eyes.
Her mind flashed back to the fight they’d had. His arrogance
made her sick to her stomach. In fact these days, everything he said
and did made her sick to her stomach. As if it wasn’t bad
enough that he’d been cheating on her with stank ass Shanice,
he’d had the nerve to try and deny that their baby girl was
his! Clara narrowed her eyes at the words on the screen as she felt
bolts of anger surge through her. She’d only married him to
appease her ethno-centric family, unwilling to admit to herself that
her true desire was and always had been to white men.
    Submissive
by nature, Clara had always secretly been fascinated with
white slave owners who bred their female slaves. There's
little documented about that time period, but what she  was  able
to find fed her growing obsession. When her online master, Farmer6969
mentioned “breeding” her, Clara allowed herself to be
intrigued. Before she knew it, she'd engaged in a salacious ongoing
email exchange with him, where he made her deepest most shameful
desires come to life. He had an amazing way with words and an uncanny
ability to transport her to a completely different time and place.
Farmer6969 had awakened a hibernating sexual beast within her that
was now clawing to get out.
    As
a matter of fact, interracial desire was an understatement. She was
damn near obsessed, constantly browsing through pics of bwwm (black
women white men) relationships online and saving them to her phone.
She envied how gloriously happy they seemed, relishing in their love
for one another. Clara longed the same happiness for her own life and
for the sake of her infant daughter. She berated herself every day
for trying to fix her marriage with a baby. She was the innocent
throughout all of the drama between her and Darod and she vowed to
make things better for her. First things first- divorce his no good
cheating ass and move on with her life.
                Clara rolled over and
stretched her long legs and arched her back. The Caucasoid flesh
colored dildo rubbed against her hard, leaking nipples.  She
smiled to herself.  During the intense effort to love accept her
post baby body, she’d become somewhat of a lactation fetishist.
There was nothing that made her feel more feminine and powerful than
possessing the ability to expel rich, luscious milk from her enormous
cocoa orbs. 
    At
a curvy 5 foot six inches, with huge dark eyes, velvety
chocolate skin, enormous, leaking breasts, soft stomach
and a round ass, Clara now loved her new figure. Whereas
most women abhor what havoc child bearing can wreck on their body,
her online master, Farmer6969 convinced her that she was a
work of art that deserved to be milked, bred and worshiped daily. 
      Clara
found herself drooling over her anonymous virtual lover, who had
mercifully taken on the task of teaching her to experience the
erotic rush of love, trust and pleasure that only
exists between a hucow slave and her Farmer. She pinched her
dark distended nipples as hard as she could. Her succulent pussy
tingled and contracted at the sight of thick jets of milk shooting
out of her tits, landing on her abdomen. Arching her back, she rubbed
her fleshy thighs together, tickling her swollen button. She could
feel Farmer6969’s massive calloused hands on her soft, heavy
breasts, preparing her for