Rufus looked up and lit a cigar. He raised it to his thick lips and he played with his semi-flaccid but still 8 inch black dick.“Good Morning Agent ...aniels, glad you decided to join us”, said the black man.“Us?”, Trixie exclaimed, still a little foggy from her BCV spell. For behind her stepped Officer Owen, fully nude. The 6’4” dark black man with a hard 9 inch black dick which he stroked slowly while staring at Trixie.. Trixie’s white girl instincts took over and she recovered. I knew it when I noticed his huge black cock growing up again…He grabbed my hair and got me on my feet. He then dragged me to the sink and made me put my hands on it, bending over a bit. I lifted my dress by myself, showing him my tiny black thong.He pulled it aside and grabbed firmly my hips.I braced myself, knowing this thick serpent was going to hurt.Then I felt it; his hard tremendous dark rod entered me, but slowly.He reached the bottom and then withdrew; beginning to hump back and forth. Come on, dude! You give everybody tens all the time (except me heh!) or it seems that way. That's the perception people have about a Fuzzy Wuzzy review. Paula Abdul... :)There's a limited number of slots for reviewers and I'm not saying it should be a full time job, or carries any specific obligation to select stories a reviewer won't like, but I'd like to see the selection mixed up a little more. A negative review isn't necessarily a bad thing. It doesn't have to be brutal and an honest. Carlita more than erased the sting of not having Pat. Carlita is a little force of nature, a survivor, wise in some ways, naïve in others, but to be married to her is to have in my arms a dream.A lot of people say that a husband on the road leaving behind a young wife is asking for trouble. I didn't worry. Not my Carlita. When I was gone, she either had the niece and nephew over with her or she spent the night with Pat and Brindy.Then Pat had to do an overnighter. Left Brindy behind with.