It wasn't when were dating, and nothing changed about that after we were married. Plus, Mara and made it very clear to me, right from the start, that ...f we did get married (and I very much wanted to marry her), that she wanted c***dren---just not c***dren with me, nor with any 'white' Caucasian male, for that matter. Instead, she'd made up her mind to have ONLY black men's babies, and, more than that, but she only wished to conceive with African males. She was adamant about that, and already. She went on to say that although bondage was such a powerful weapon in her arsenal of sexual delight it wasn't to be used all the time. She only reserved it for very special occasions. She told me that it had given Jim so much pleasure when she did it that she didn’t want it to lose its appeal.I was totally fascinated by the conversation. Never in my life did I ever have a conversation quite like it. I literally clung to her every word. That would explain how now, many years later I have such a. Aur us ne lagta tha k raat ko a k he chutia shave ki thi….kyuke 1raat phelay uski chut par balon ka jangal tha…phir mai us ke opper he lait gaya aur kamaz k opper say he boobs dabanay laga phir mainay apnay lund par dheir sara thook lagaya aur gand ke ched par rakh kar us k kandhay jor sa pakar liya aur toofani jatkar mara tight ched hone k karan lund phisal gaya..mainay phir sa target par rakha aur bhi bara aur toofani jatka diya 7.5 in ka lund jarh tak andar chala gaya us ne itni jor se chik. I was ready around six and sitting in the living room with Amy waiting for Gail.Amy said, “You’re dressing up for a concert.”“Some but not much. It’s a nice event and most people will be dressed nicely though many will wear jeans. I’m just a bit old-fashioned. I told you that before.”Before she could say anything else, Gail came out. She was wearing that green dress that looked so good on her while leaving her looking still a lady, though a hot one. “I’m ready, Todd.”“Then, we’ll go.” I stood.