OUR TREASURE, A BLACK MAN'S PLEASURE.

[Tomkat2]

The woman of my dreams and my fantasy happen to be my wife. She is everything I ever wanted in a woman and is out of my league. When I think of her being my wife, I still can't believe that she is with me and am so proud that she's mine. I put her up on a pedestal and treasure her, some would call her a "trophy wife". I will add that we are both white with her being a gorgeous blonde that many men come on to all the time.
I have never shared her, but she did have an affair a few years after we got married. It turned out that lover was a black man and afterwards she told me she had always had a thing for black men and had many black lovers before she met me. It was then that I got obsessed with interracial porn which I never thought of before. She told me she really loses her inhibitions when fucking black cock, she confessed she has done things sexually for them she never did for me and the best lovers she ever had were black men. It makes me wonder now many black men have stolen our "treasures" in this way? I have attached a few pics of treasured gorgeous white women to illustrate my thoughts.

[Tomkat2]

Originally Posted by Tomkat2

She told me she really loses her inhibitions when fucking black cock, she confessed she has done things sexually for them she never did for me and the best lovers she ever had were black men. It makes me wonder now many black men have stolen our "treasures" in this way? I have attached a few pics of treasured gorgeous white women to illustrate my thoughts.

From young to mature, our fair girlfriends and wives' beauty is truly treasured by us. The idea of well-endowed black men greedily devouring every inch their smooth white flesh that we thought was exclusively ours can be either a turn on or jealousy for us. Who is she thinking of when we are making love? Is it me or is she reveling in the memories of making love to her black lovers?

[Tomkat2]

Who were you thinking of when we were making love last night? Your enjoyment seemed like more than I put into it. In your thoughts and dreams, how do I measure up?

[Tomkat2]

Originally Posted by Tomkat2

Who were you thinking of when we were making love last night? Your enjoyment seemed like more than I put into it. In your thoughts and dreams, how do I measure up?

I've never seen you have such intense orgasms. I knew something had changed.

[Tomkat2]

There is no single definition of the ideal beauty, but for many decades the most coveted women seem to be blues eyed, delicate and fair skinned. I prefer blondes but to each his own. Here are more of our fair treasures, ready to surrender their considerable charms to the dark side!