”“OK,” Mauri said, “this is it. What if we are descendants of the Tookees and we have something within our bodies that when it comes in contac... with Tookee cum– male or female– gives off energy. It feels hot because it is hot. It wasn’t hot for Kalina because Kalina’s not a Tookee. She’s just a slut.”Mauri startled, stopped, and said quickly, “Sorry, Kalina, that just came out.”“It’s what I am,” Kalina said hurriedly. “I’m a slut. I love sex. I’m addicted to sex... any kind of sex. I have to. That never happened to me before without being touched.I snapped back to the present by a sharp slap on my sore bottom. “Wake up, Sally!” Mom yelled. “We’re going to have a little party for Philly on Saturday to celebrate his first wet cummy, and Aunt Jane wants you to help pick out his outfit.”Aunt Jane added, “Yes. I’m so happy that you made him have another cummy so quickly and then helped him clean up.” They made us take a bath together, which is nothing new. But I never had to clean his. He is spread before me as I pleasure him with my mouth and tongue...Oh God how I want to experience that! To simply kneel before him and bury my face between his legs. Any patience that I had before is swept away in that moment and with that thought. My actions take over without thought, and it is now purely instinct. Gone are the light touches, and I'm now furiously thrusting two fingers into my wet canal. That is what it is. A raw, guttural, demanding thing that completely controls my. He found true love.Black women were his obsession. Their skin, their asses, their pure, unbridled passion seemed to be the epitome of sexuality. At first, any Ebony site would do but he quickly learned that most adult sites with Black women were low quality and showed Black women in the worse possible way. He was only interested in sites that portrayed Black women as the goddesses he knew them to be. AfroerotiK was his absolute favorite; he could look on with awe and inspiration at the gorgeous.