Eric feels the contractions start to subside, and as he pulls the shoe off Tim’s cock he is rewarded with a shoe full of white, streaky cum. Eric: �...�It’s my turn now “Eric takes the shoe and pours the slimy jizz into his hand, spreading its webbed essence between his fingers and slathering it all over his cock. He’s completely forgotten about Tim standing there and turns towards Shelly’s feet, which are still hanging over the foot of the bed. His cock is so wet with Tim’s cum that the room is. Sure, they were so he and mybrothers could go fishing, but they were still a happier time. I lookover at the dresser and see one of those other times. It was the tripto Disney World when I was four. The picture that had been moved backinto our bedroom showed a little boy hugging his father. Both had hugesmiles on their faces. It was at that point that it hit me.I collapsed back onto the bed and began crying. Over what I am stillnot sure. How could I be crying over a man who was so angry. So down went his pants; leaving his man's bikini briefs on and his cock sticking straight out stretching the fabric with a big wet spot where the tip was against it.I ripped his briefs down, and said to him to just stand there a minute. Then I jumped off the counter and got rid of my impediments. He looked at me all over very closely and said to me that I had really become a hot lady even for my age (which was 17). This was his 19th birthday, and I damn sure was going to give him a present he. Stop the black male-bashing. Stop the black female-bashing. Stop the hate. Spread the love. Join forces. Recently, America elected its first black man to become president of the United States. The son of an African father and a white mother. The son of two worlds. The son of dreams. One with infinite potential. I pray to God that he stays alive and well. I’ve never seen the likes of him. I’ve seen black male and black female presidents in the Republic of Haiti. However, I’ve never seen anything.