“Fuck me please!” His fingers slide out of your pussy, replaced by the head of his cock pressing against your folds. His other hand still grips...your hair as the head pushes inside you, filling you as he slides inch-by-inch inside. Your mouth opens in a silent ‘o’ as your pussy expends to accommodate all eight thick inches until his balls are pressed against your clit. He starts with a few slow strokes, giving you a little time to adjust… but after those two his free hand grips your hip. No refusals, no argument, no resistance; just total compliances and obedience.8. Power! Being Black and in control involves Power. A Black’s Power oozes from His or her Persona. This Power is like an aphrodisiac to a white. But the Power is something the Black needs to feel and needs to experience or the Black feels repressed or downtrodden. There is nothing like this Power to provide confidence and security. To make the Black Person feel good and to have fun in life. What greater Power can One. After her naked breasts were revealed, Leighann softly touched Whitney’s stomach and began kissing and licking her nipples. Leighann could feel herself getting wet, and she could feel Whitney shudder as her nipples were caressed and kissed. They exchanged soft, sensual kisses as they both slowly undressed each other. They both had watched women make out before, but neither had ever been with a woman. Leighann and her husband had fantasized about a bisexual encounter, but never thought it would. My cock and balls were enveloped in her cum, and mine after, as it ran out of her. We collapsed again into each others’ arms, well satisfied again with our activity. This time we let each other recover alone, for a moment, happy with the experience, and needing a little space now. I left for the kitchen, naked, and made us each a cup of coffee, which we drank together on the bed looking lovingly at each-others bodies, discussing it all! She was pure sex, I loved her totally, whether my Mother,.