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 (This is a the reworking of a short email I received recently)

   My husband spent almost a year working on me until I finally agreed to
have sex with another man.  The event was unspectacular as the guy wasn't
that good and I was very upset after, however Bill persuaded me to have
another go and this time he arranged a man to visit via a contact page on
the internet.

   I'm no racist but when the man appeared and he was black I was a little
uncertain however he was true to his description and packed a ten inch cock
which he used on me giving me several orgasms.

   Unfortunately Bill wanted more and despite my protestations he arranged
for a second then a third visit and pretty soon Bill was lining up a string
of men (all black) to share my bed.  Now I enjoyed the sex but for some
reason Bill was looking for more and so after three months he got two guys
on me at once which I have to admit was both scary and uncomfortable as I'd
only had anal sex once before.

   After this evening Bill made sure each session was always a couple of
black guys until my birthday when i went to a hotel and was greeted with
four men.  Now that night I was gangbanged for many hours and must admit I
like it which was just as well as Bill spent hours setting me up with a
string of male studs some individually and some in groups.

   So things were ok until one day I was sick and then again the next.  I
was on the pill so nothing could have happened right?  Wrong as I found out
six weeks later I was pregnant.  The pill isn't 100% and I guess all the
cum shoved into me had finally done the trick.

   So now to the gross part.  I don't believe in abortion but once we found
out and realised the child was most likely to be black Bill went mad at me
and finally threw me out!  He told everyone I'd been running around like a
slut and the baby wasn't his.

   We had several heated fights on the phone and with others present until
I think everyone knew that I'd been with a lot of black guys possibly with
Bills knowledge but somehow I was seen as the guiltier of the two of us! 
Anyway three months ago I had a baby girl, white.  Bill was delighted until
I told him it wasn't his but the son of my best friend who is only sixteen;
because like the baby he has ginger hair.  This was actually a lie but I am
sick of him now and want to be alone.