My genes begin to manifest in my inner emotions, slowly wrapping over my mind as I begin to realize how much I've missed out from not having awakened this desire in my mind this whole time. I come to the conclusion that I am not capable of satisfying her. Aside from being incapable, I know deep down that I am not the right man who should be making love to her. As extreme as that may sound, I do want everything that’s best for her. I do want to keep making love to her, just not sexual and I’d much rather be content with watching a real black man fuck the ******* out of her. A real black bull should impregnate her and all other white wives.