Who are you calling a minority, whitey? That’s what this inquiring mind wants to know. I recently read something about Asia producing more millionai...es than Europe for the first time in ages. I also read that the economies of emerging nations like South Africa, Asia, Brazil and parts of the Arab world are making them the new Super Powers. Planet Earth is ruled by the Great Twenty, the top nations on the planet. And most of them aren’t White. No longer will planet Earth be ruled by pale, bigoted. With a little pressure from my hands, you slide all the way down, your lips nestled in my pubic hair. Your eyes are locked on mine, and you are content to hold me there, trying to swallow me, until my hands release you. You come up slowly, no trace of panic, and as your lips slide off of me, your mouth dripping saliva, you break into a wonderful smile. I know you are proud of yourself, but you will never be as proud as I am of you. You dive down again, this time taking all of me in one quick. " Yeah, when we were 5 or 6," I said."But there's so much more of me to examine now," she said and collapsed on my bed and laughed."Yeah right," I said staring at her."I'm sure most of the guys in your class would love to examine me," she said looking over at me but still not pulling her short skirt down. "So what do you think of my legs then?" she asked raising both up off the bed."What?" I asked."My legs," she giggled, "do you think they are all right?" Yeah, sure," I said."You're not even. He looked to be about six feet three inches tall with a very nice shape. His tan skin was glistening from the sun, reflecting on some water or lotion on his back. As my gaze moved down I could see his slender waist and firm buttocks. Finally as I lowered my eyes he was standing with his legs partially spread and I could see the shaft of his penis dangling in the gap between his spread legs. He was talking on the phone as he stood there and hadnt heard me ring the bell. I quietly retreated and.