Only this prey would love to be the target... and I loved watching her... She hadn't gone 50 ft when she stopped and turned looking at something. I lo...ked where she was staring and saw this young black man sprawled nude on a large towel. He lay on his back and his cock was laying limp up on his stomach. I realized then why Carol was staring. His cock was huge... bigger than anything I had ever seen... even in it's now flaccid condition it was huge. Carol hesitated only for a moment then. When Erin opened her eyes, she was limp, flushed and breathing hard. I scooted up and held her.“Told you,” I said.She caressed my cheek and gave a weak smile.“So you did,” she breathed. "Anything else you'd like to do?"There was no need to answer because Erin was pulling me onto her, positioning me between her legs.“Wait," I said as she ran my stiff cock between her sopping folds, "here on the floor?”“I don’t care. Fuck. Me.” Her words were more plea than command.Erin sighed as I pushed into. I AM A BIG BLACK COCK ADDICT! I think about it every single day and usually several times a day. I grew up in a town with almost no black men. Everyone around me in the past were racist, bigoted assholes who had no idea of my lust for the almighty BLACK COCK. As I got a little older I knew that at least some of those bigots had the same craving as mine. But they all wanted to fit in with a shitty crowd and just rolled with the punches. I distanced myself from that crowd almost immediately and. ‘Anyone else need something?’ ‘Can you get me a beer as well?’ Natalie said, lightly brushing Cyrus’ forearm with her soft hand. ‘Sure.’ He said, looking into her eyes. When he returned, they were talking about food and cooking, another topic Cyrus had a deep passion for. ‘We need to do a barbecue and cook one of these days. It’s been a long time.’ Monica was telling Natalie. ‘So you all like to cook?’ Cyrus asked ‘Oh ya. We usually get together once a week and barbecue at my lodge.’ Natalie.