Under normal times, Zack and Suzi would simply have sex when she wasn’t already sated by black cock, or even after she had already been inseminated ...y a powerful black man. Zack loved to have a chance with his wife, even if it meant sloppy seconds, or even thirds, and she would always try to make things special for him by dressing to tease and please her man so that he would enjoy the fruits of her labors. Zack was an accountant working in a department quite separate from Suzi's line of work. It’s a brand new world, ladies and gentlemen. Those who can’t adapt to it will be left behind, simple as that. I was reading my copy of Black Enterprise, an American magazine geared at Black people, when I came across an article which I found infuriating. Something about the dearth of mates of the same race for college-educated and gainfully employed Black women. I have seen so many clips about this issue on YouTube and on CNN. Why is Western society fixated on the love life of the Black woman?. .filled with desire for her.I start to remove my jeans, but she takes over for me, and pulls them away. I'm wearing mismatched underwear, but she slides my panties off and she lets out what can only be called a lustful sigh as she eyes my trimmed landing strip.Quietly, and under her breath I hear her say "So the red hair is not the real thing, yes?" and I laugh."No, it's not, you silly girl, but I don't think that's going to bother you at all, is it?" No, it is not." She kisses me passionately. ’‘Never,’ she said assuredly. She looked up at him with her warm brown eyes. ‘I love you.’‘And I you,’ Mike replied, leaning down to kiss the freckles across her nose.She scrunched her face up adorably and pulled back. ‘Your beard tickles.’ ‘I’ll shave it when we get there, if I can.’There was an age difference between them. Mike was twenty-seven, while Angi was only just nearing the end of her teenaged years at nineteen. Neither of them cared.Mike had saved Angi from certain death when she.