The Powerof BBC

You ask me if you could fuck me like those black men can…. and well I think we all know the answer to this one..

The power of a Strong Black Man is my biggest turn on. The strength, courage, intelligence and most of all their glorious chocolate rod. The way he caresses my body as if it was the most precious piece of art. Every kiss, every bite, every stroke makes me yearn for more of him. He makes love to my body until we are both quenched in sweat. He picks me up with his strong arms and fucks me like it’s his last time. I am his black Queen. He is my King. Every thrust opens up a new part of me. He rubs up against my gspot over and over until I paint his big black dick with my creamy cum. We make the most beautiful music. Can’t you hear it? Heart’s beating fast, moans and groans of pure ecstasy, skin slapping together, juices gushing, cursing because it just feels so damn good.

This goes on and on… all night long. Until the neighbors know his name, until the cops come knocking, until he’s filled me up with his warm seed.

So… No my love…I don’t think you could ever reach this level of love making…. so for now let’s name you our clean up boy?

And you know there’s a lot of work to do.

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