How anyone could hate either of these wonderful black men seemed such a sad, and tragic thing to Cindy. But she knew, and from personal experience wit... Willis first, that (for her, at least) black men were the perfect lovers. She didn't necessarily intend to 'fetishize' their huge cocks, and yet, in stark contrast to that of her husbands, or to any of the other white men she'd known in her past, these particular black men's cock deserved to be revered. The only word for them was. How could she walk in those? She kept making an irritating, high-pitched noise that An'nala believed was called "giggling" as she placed the space rations on the thresholds of the cells. The outer field was activated and the inner one deactivated. An'nala took her packet and choked down the rations quickly so she wouldn't have to taste them. Getting palatable food for a long space voyage was something that eluded even the older, more advanced races. "Whoopsie, guess there's some tension that. Still, she didn’t want to break up with him.When she came out of the john, the living room was dark and a glow was coming from the bedroom.Craig whistled when he saw her in the glow.“And what’s this?” she asked, though it looked sexy.“Night lights,” he said, “so you won’t be scared.”“Nothing scares me.”“Not even full penetration?”Well, it really didn’t. She wasn’t going to go the rest of her life without real sex. This man had shown he’d take no for an answer, and he was clearly going to be her. He fell to one knee and pulled a small box from the pocket of his waistcoat."Caroline, would you do me the honour of accepting this ring as a token of the love that I shall bear you throughout our married lives together?" Oh, William," Caroline answered. "Of course I will, darling."They beamed at each other as William placed the ring on Caroline's finger."Bravo, William. That was exceptionally well put. Rehearsed it all the way up, did you not?" Very well put indeed," Lucy said with a.