”“I feel the same way. Your balls are some of my favorite toys, hon.” She tickled my balls with her finger tips.“So, pussy and cock for breakf...st?” I wiggled my eye-brows.“Maybe later, right now I am hungry and there is a present under the tree that I want to open after we eat.”“You are the only present I want to open!”We ate our breakfast and made rude comments about each other’s bodies and how they would taste with melted butter or oatmeal. When we were done we did dishes and went in to the. Say what you will about black women. They’re arrogant. They’re vain. They’re manipulative. Quite often they’re vicious. They can also be rude, crude, obnoxious and downright impossible to live with. Ninety percent of them seem to exhibit these traits at one point or another. It’s because they’re human. It’s not a race thing. It’s not a gender thing. It’s just humanity at its best. Unleashed. Unbidden. I don’t always like the black females I know. Sometimes I wish they were nicer to me. Less. She was the one doing the majority of the movement now, moving with him and tensing her vagina around his dick causing him to moan as he came down from his orgasm. He stopped thrusting altogether so Ellen leant her face down to his & kissed him while continuing to grind her pussy against his groin with his hard, but softening, cock still inside her. With the slight bend in his dick, and the angle they were lying at now it was the exact shape to perfectly penetrate her whilst also brushing and. For this year Brian wanted to explore his fantasy of seeing me with another man and for him he wanted to see me with a Black man.I was a little concerned before leaving and was not sure whether I was OK with his fantasy, but as I said the Sun does make me very naughty. When we arrived at the Airport I was getting lots of appreciative stares from the local, I am 5’4 size 8, I have long blonde hair, which is normally up in a ponytail, and I have perfect 32b breasts. I had chosen to wear a very.