He reached around my hip with his right hand, Allen's fingers seeking my pussy and he jerked with surprise, his eyes blinking as his hand found my thr...bbing cock instead. It was solid and unmistakable, jutting hard and straight from my female body just for him."What's that?" he breathed and I reached back to pull his mouth to mine in an awkward French kiss."You know what it is," I whispered into Allen's mouth. "Now shut-up and fuck me." Oh shit!" He looked a little drunk, a lot confused, and. You have always had an athletic-built, 6 foot even, only 185 lbs, some of your buddies once told you if you born in a different era. Someone would think you belong to the Aryan race. However, things couldn’t get any better for you in this day of age. Your Mark Ruyle 25, still single, however still looking, just couldn’t keep a girl long enough. They were always jealous of the other girls staring at you and handing you their phone number. Looking down at your phone you, glance over three phone. .." And a big, beautiful, black man to lay me down and hold me and kiss me and make sweet man-to-man love to me and push the full length of his big, beautiful, black dick up into me and fuck me over and over again all through the night until I know not where or even who I am ...?"I could go no further, for his hungry lips had captured mine again, and held them even longer than before, so that I was whimpering and clinging to him and pressing myself against him as he took possession of me with. Understandably, these mental wanderings would only take split seconds of time each time—like snapshots, with each story built upon many such lapses over time. Let us explore her thoughts some, during such a performance … kind of stringing them all together. Here goes: ~ ~ ~ How did I get to this enviable place? I am center stage before a very large crowd. Actually, I am on a raised platform and playing from the orchestra pit. I am playing this lovely music as a soloist, with the orchestra.