" The screen displayed a photo of a dark-skinned, muscular African American man no older than his late-twenties wearing a tight fitting light blue T-...hirt. Jesus, thought Karen, this one is even better looking than the guy at the party! Where does she find them? Was there some special app? "Black Stud Finder?" Maybe a website… actually, there probably was a website.Sniffling but regaining composure, Brandee added, "There's more pics there if you want to look."Despite herself, Karen could not. At least.This big black muscular stud started to tease me even more by dragging his BIG BLACK 12" COCK all over my white whore Tgirl fuck slut face and smeared it with his beautiful black precum. I was literally shaking in anticipation...I had to have it balls deep so I let it slide off my face and let the head of it drop down and rest on my lower shiny hot pink lip.I begged him to pull my long blonde hair and sloooooooooooowly, inch by inch, feed my white whore Tgirl slutty throat his BIG. "Oh my." I said to my son "It seems that you have a problem." "Would you like mummy to sort your problem out and show you what your father is missing?" "Oh, yes mummy, my son eagerly replied, "I want you mummy, I have wanted you for ages." " Oh how naughty that is son, you know I did not come on to you, but I waited to see if you did, and when you did, I would not stop you." I said warmly. "Yes mummy, I have been flirting with you, I have not had a girlfriend for ages, and I have been thinking. Various small stovepipe chimneys poking up at different spots on the roof carried the smoke from the barbeque pits away. The elegant crest, in scrolling calligraphy, that once read "Chez Henri" now sported "Bubba's" hand painted in red with a big brush over "Henri".The menu, once an elegant placard of French delicacies, was changed to black crayon on brown paper; one side telling the history of the building as well as the story of Henri, the other listing items like "Chicken Fried Steak- if you.