Я не впевнений, з ким я трахався

Hey, hubby, I have something to tell you. I think I'm pregnant. I mean I just did a test and I'm pregnant. I know it can't be yours because you've been locked up in chastity already for a month or even months. So it's obvious it's not your sperm that made me pregnant. You even haven't yet accumulated enough sperm to make me pregnant. Let me cut the long story short for you ... met this guy on valentine's day. we met at the hotel. Yeah, you got it right he was a black guy. mmm ... I mean he had dark skin, a sun-kissed type of skin. To tell you honestly, I'm not sure he was black. I mean he was not African American black. Even not British black. I don't think he was European black. I think his name was muzammil if I got it right. He was one of those religious freaks. When I only entered the hotel room he told me straight away that he doesn't fuck with married women. His religion doesn't allow him to do it. then he pounced on me like a beast.