And I have to walk twenty minutes to catch the light rail. Fuck my 'Office Assistant Support Engineer' job. That's my actual title. My walk to work is...far more interesting. I should say, was. I wouldn't be writing this, if my life turned out to be just another privileged white woman's fantasy of finding love in a black man's arms. No, I hate Terry almost as much as my daughter. Our combined antipathy couldn't scratch Donald's hate for that nigger freak. I say 'nigger' only because Terry tells. Then I stopped and I saw the disappointment in her face reaction. This time I made her beg. She was begging me to fuck her. Then I asked her to blowjob me. She said she won’t do. Then I said I won’t fuck you. I tempted her by stroking my cock in front of her.She came and started to stroke it. I was in heaven. I told her to Suck it. This time she agreed and started to lick my dick head. Then my cock was fully into her mouth. I released my sperm in her throat without telling her. She too drunk. I have been dting Neela for over a year now, six months of that we have been living together despite the fact that her parents were more than a little angry with her that she had not found a good Indian man to become invovlved with. She made those sacrifices for me so why was I dragging my feet about marrying her? I did love her but the idea of marriage sent a cold shiver up my spine. Sexually speaking Neela was the best girlfriend I'd ever had. Even after a long and aggrivating day just her. He pulled out and sat on the edge of the bed and laid back and told me to ride his dick. I turned around and sat down on his cock and started fucking him at first I was a little slow but I soon found the motion to take his cock all the way on and out. He must have got rested because he grabbed me again placing me face down on the bed and started fucking me again. He was really going at it when he said "I am going to cum on your face so get ready" He pulled his dick out and quickly hopped.