My erect penis bounces out hard and hungry for you, and swings stiffly above my thick bush of pubic hair. I remember the feel of your long smooth legs...as I peeled these same panties off you just days ago, then the way you spread your legs for me to ruffle your pussy hair with my tongue and to kiss your vagina lips. Just for fun, I hang your panties on my erect shaft. I smile at the memory of how you playfully pulled me by your panties round my cock from our lounge to our bedroom that time, as. Closing her eyes as she manipulated Chris's shaft into further growth, she rocked in imaginative rhythm, pretending that her body was sandwiched between them, that two stiff pricks were pumping tenderly into her flesh, voluptuously greased and adoring. She could be so wonderfully debauched!Tucking her legs up beneath her body, Lauralee turned upon the couch and gazed at the fully bloomed cockhead, darker than her son's and much more flared.There was a tiny smear of paste near the little slot,. "Sylvia smiled as she rose. "Set the dishes in the sink. I don't have to go in until 12. I'll come over in the morning and get you underway. I know you have a lot to think about."I don't know what came over me. Getting to my feet, I caught her before she got to the door and gave her a hug. She patted me on the back and said, "ohh, R.," before I let her go.I went back to the table to finish the few bites of eggs and toast, thinking how considerate Sylvia had been to wait for me to come home, and. White historians would have you believe that all Blacks were running around like savages in the African jungle until the European invaders came and took over. That’s a load of bullshit. The truth is that Black men and Black women are the fathers and mothers of civilization. We built the mighty African civilizations in the Land of Egypt, in the Kingdom of Carthage and the Empire of Axoum. They tried hard to make us forget what we once were and where we came from. They’re the barbarians, not us..