" Smirking walked back to his apartment and retrieved two bottles of merlot. He had purchased two bottles of about every type of wine so he could ensu...e he had one she would like.He returned to Susan's apartment with the bottles and as he walked in, Susan was on her cell phone. He heard her side of the conversation. Apparently her son was spending the evening with a girlfriend and would be home after midnight.This is better than I thought, Smirking thought. The first night in the building and. That whole experience just left its mark in you. It planted a seed deep into your little white belly as it digested in there.. a deep seated lust for black cock and nothing BUT huge black cock. How would you ever explain this situation to your loving husband? Sometimes things like this just happen to white girls. So, you take it into your heart that one day, you will somehow work it out that you, Amber can somehow become a true Black Cock Whore and STILL keep the love of your husband. But what. Or was it the site of my brother wrapping his big hand around the root of his cock and pulling it straight up toward me? I smiled at him and licked my lips and moved my hands down between my thighs.I parted my outer lips and I watched as Brian’s gaze fell to my pussy. Immediately, his breathing became more shallow, “As did his thoughts!” I giggled to myself! He was soon biting his bottom lip and rubbing his now fully erect cock fast and with a ferocity I would never have attempted! I could. He, his passion, his lust and hers, had shaped her.She was just a woman, an individual woman. "I started because my daddy smoked," she told him, sitting at thetable, absently picking at her fruit cup. "I was the youngest, my brother and I are a year apart -- but look verymuch alike. I adored my daddy and would always be first to get hisnewspaper or to go with him to the store. One time he let me light hiscigarette. I was young. I'd watch his face when he took his puff. Icould tell that he.