" I gave her a hug as we left after paying.By the time we got to my apartment, it was late, so Grace gave me a hugand left. I changed right away int... one of the nightgowns. When Ilooked in the mirror, I saw right away that Grace had been right. Thethong would take some getting used to, but suddenly, even with being aguy, I felt sexy. I went to bed, and for the first time since I was 16,I remember that I dreamed of being a girl.I got up in the morning, and had to go to work. I decided it. Fill me!" I couldn't think of anything except the shaftfilling me and how good it felt as it fucked me towards orgasm."That's right Erica, your body is made to drain the balls of strongmen. To submit to their pleasure." His voice had talked on a hard edgeand he was driving me back on the rubber dong in quick, deep strokesthat made me gasp. "This is your destiny, Erica. To give your body tostronger men. To submit. It feels so good to let go and submit doesn'tit?" Mmmm, so goooooood. Almost. This is a joining beyond imagination, beyond belief, beyond reality itself. I must take care to bring her as much satisfaction as she’s bringing me, for I want to do this again and again, consequences be damned. For her body I thought to lust, but now that lust achieves its inconceivable satiation I realize that her heart has captured mine. I didn’t truly know it until tonight, but I love her.Their low moans gave way to grunts of exertion as he pumped her, his strokes lengthening, gaining both. “It’s just I read a lot of stuff about it, and there are those videos and pictures at Internet… about women saying stuff about black guys on bed and I got curious to know if those are real”“You must understand first that some of those are just role-playing and stuff similar. It’s not all black males in the world are born to become the vigorous pounders of women in need of sex”“I know, it’s that I cannot stop thinking about a black male taking me to the bed and letting me do every single stuff.