This allowed me to imagine that she had just fucked a Black Man and he had cum in her, while I was licking her sweet pussy. This always got me rock ha...d and when I would think about me not being allowed to fuck her myself I got even harder.Then my dream came true. I met a pretty, 30 something white female and found out that she only fucks Black Men. I immediately clued her in on how much that turned me on. She was surprised but at the same time intrigued with that info. I figured that I should. "You have to push, Charlie." She said quietly against my lips. I wasn't sure what she meant for a moment, I thought I was already pushing too much against her stomach. "The door, I mean," she giggled.I pushed the door, which swung outward. I had never seen one like that.The hall was decorated in rich wine colored paint on the wood work and a dark cream color on the walls. The carpet had some kind of tiny pattern and the wine color matched the woodwork. It was well lighted, but not excessively. ‘I appreciate it, even if it isn’t true – at least as far as your f****y goes. Danny sat there, feeling wooden, trying to think of something else to say to Alison. He looked to his right and carefully noted the cafe’s dark walls, the rows of photos of jazz and blues musicians in chipped frames, behind greasy glass, running from one side of the dark cafe to the other as if this study could help him solve the problem of talking meaningfully to this woman. Danny sipped his coffee and reached for. Two of the guards were sadistic. They beat her trying to make her give them oral sex. She was fed food that was barely edible. She was awakened every night from a sound sleep and taken to a special room to be hosed down with icy water. Soaked, she was sent back to her cell where her blankets, pillow and mattress were removed. She'd sit in the corner, arms hugging herself, teeth chattering silently cursing Georgi promising herself that she would get her revenge upon him.This kept up for months..