“how do you like it?” “i like it,” she replied softly. “do you like the smell?’ “yes sir,” she replied. I kissed her on the mouth and ...old her that i liked her armpits too.I now sucked her breasts and ran my tongue around her nipples once again. I bit them softly and she cried out. I grappled her breasts and squeezed them hard till she cried out in pain. After i had my fill, i started licking down lola’s stomach and spat on her navel and slurped the spit and stroked her navel. As i pushed down,. .and so, perhaps all that Africa needs to reassert itself, is more of that fertile sperm they posses in such amazing abundance?! ]Jamal---CongoGrowing up in Africa as a young Congolese man, there was always something about white females that intrigued me. Perhaps it was because I grew up knowing that I'd never get the chance to ever have sex with a white female (which was more like a dream than it would ever be a reality). I would look at photographs in newspapers or magazines of some famous. Actually, there’s one other thing,” said Ralph, dashing out of the door and returning with a bottle of whisky. He opened Ray’s mouth and dribbled some of the liquid over his face and chin, down his neck and, with a final flourish, soaked a few drops into his shirt. “Pity to waste the bottle, but it’s in a good cause.” “He hasn’t drunk any so if the cops breathalyse him he’ll come up clean.”"Yes I know," said Ralph. “That’s okay, I don’t want to get him locked up, just out of our lives.” It took. It was a rush, to be sure.I wasn't sure how far to take things, or how long we might have. Lanisha hadn't disturbed us, but I worried she might for the fun of it. Or more concerning, her Mom could in a huff. Thinking quickly, I pushed Veronica back, flipped her over and asked her to get on all fours. She did so, then looked back at me, curious. I didn't have protection, but I wasn't planning on going all the way either way, tonight. Unbuckling her belt, I loosened her jeans enough to pull them.