We went there had some cool drinks at the canteen and were talking and sitting on a bench, later I told her it’s a boring place I don’t like it mu...h, she said do u wnt to have some fun, come ill show you and we went inside that park little further and as it was a lovers park, there were couples doing naughty things in d corners and at the hide able places, we both were peeking by hiding behind a tree and were watching a couple kissing passionately, and boob pressing, I got myself turned on, by. Puny white boys I've dated, and live with crying as they watch you black me* MMmm yes~ Breed me you black bull~Josh: you want this bull to ruin you for all other men? *i keep fucking you hard and fast as you ride my cock, grabbing and squeezing your tits and nipples as you bounce*Becca: Yes!! OOoh fuck yes!! *I bounce faster on your cock* God, fuck this white cow~ Let me carry your black calf~Josh: yea, your gonna be my breeding slut! taking my babies one right after that other! *i keep fucking. I mean, I know how it all sounds. A guy from a long line of bad guys claims to fight the bad guys. It sounds fishy. Why is he doing this? What’s in it for him? I’ll answer those questions soon enough. I started out just like most of them do. I had dark urges inside which I couldn’t control. I did all kinds of bad things when I was younger. I got into a lot of fights, I stole from friends, family and acquaintances. I engaged in illicit sexual activities. I did a lot of bad things. Yeah, I fucked. But I managed to get it done. I was determined.Now it was time to dress up the legs. Sitting on the bed, I slid on a pair of thigh-high stockings, careful to make sure the seam went in the back. The garter belt that went with the stockings was a bitch to put on. There is an art to fastening the clasps, especially in the back. I admire anyone who can do it in less than five minutes.When I finally had myself together, I checked the mirror again. Truth be told, I looked ridiculous. It would take a.