"Uh huh..." Men in heat will say anything."Lift your arms." Why?" Shhh," I said, putting my fingers to his lips. "I want you to feelhow sexy it is t... be clean. To not have all that hair in the way.." Iwaved the gel under his nose again. "Don't you like the pretty smell?"His eyes were closed. "Yes..." You like when I smell pretty, don't you?" Yes." It gets you excited, right?" I said rubbing my hands on his thighsand sticking my finger in his ass."Yes...oh g-d, yes." Well, I like to smell. It was not that I was not capable. Just the opposite, I have a very high IQ and was able to qualify for a very prestigious college by scoring very high on the ACT test and entrance exam. Once in college I returned to my old ways. I was interested in wine, women and song. Attending class and studying were far down on my list of priorities. I spent the bulk of my time and energy on building a reputation of being quite the stud. During my last two years in high school rumors had it that I had. ’ agreed Lance. They all dismounted and rested a bit. Pristine soon sensed something and stood up. ‘Is something wrong Pristine?’ asked Lance. ‘No. I just want to walk a bit.’ ‘You be careful then.’ ‘I will.’ As Pristine walked, she said, ‘Something is here. Something familiar.’ She looked around. The sun was shining through the trees. There was a morning mist and a subtle wind causing the leaves to rustle. Birds were singing. This was a magical place and Pristine felt it. She continued. It's because of them that I've become a slut. I was rather conservative before I started black sexing, but once I experienced what it was like to be controlled by a truly alpha Negro, I can't get enough of it and I really want to be submissive to them.It's more than just about black men being well hung. If it was just big cocks it would be too one-dimensional. Black men make us women feel that we are sexy and that we don't have to have the "perfect" body.Unlike white men who want a Barbie-doll.