Our affair has lasted for quite some time and we have great sex but I still wanted to be fucked by a black cock.I thought my fantasy was just going to...be that. A fantasy. It was on one of my trips to New York City when I was visiting my boyfriend that the fantasy changed to a reality. My boyfriend knew it was a fantasy of mine to fuck a black man. So on one of my visits to be with him he surprises me by arranging a black man to visit our hotel room. Shortly after we got back from dinner, there. You're a fucking hypocrite, Tim Brandton!" Oh, don't even try to make me feel guilty about this," I said with a touch of venom. "Maybe I over did it when I took you to the extremes I did, but do you really believe you wouldn't have gone to those same damn extremes later on your own if I hadn't? Ask yourself this question. Knowing how you always, and I mean always, go to the extremes about anything you do, can you truly tell me you wouldn't be in the same damn position you are now if I had just. And compel him to... obedience..."She went slow. She would not move at his pace, he would move at hers. Taking only the head for the time being, she waited for him to calm himself. Once he was done trying to fuck her mouth, she continued, taking inch by inch between the silken walls of her cheeks. If he tried to force her to take more, she would stop again, and subject his cock to the cool night air. Waiting for him to whimper with need before plunging him back into the sultry sanctuary of her. When Paul’s part comes again, and he isn’t there, the little girl bows her head and can be seen to be shaking a bit. When she sings now, her voice breaks, and it’s pretty obvious that she’s trying, and failing, not to cry. By the time the song ends it’s a bit hard to understand what she’s saying. The applause goes on and on and on, out of appreciation but also because the audience is determined to give the nine year old girl as much time as she needs to recover. They finally fall quiet when.