He really wanted a wife, but couldn't find any Negro, Chinese, or Indian women in town. The White whores wanted nothing to do with him, so he had to k...ep himself happy. He planned to go looking for agreeable Indians as soon as the weather improved.Colorado Territory, April, 1871It was a relief to get on the prairie and away from town; Cletus was glad to escape those White people who could look at him only with contempt. He had met a few Whites who could treat him as a man instead of as a. He definitely preferred virgins, probably at least somewhat because of lower risk with them. Yeah, he had issues. It was a toxic marriage. Joe and I plan to get married as soon as this divorce goes through, too.“I hid my love for him behind Ryan for far too long. It’s time to come out and admit that I adore that man and that he’s the great love of my life, not a dentist who liked to knock out his patients and have his way with them. If my family can’t handle me being with a black man, then. I'm too tired to care. My black stockings feel tight around my thighs, I take them off one by one, relishing the feeling of the cool air on my bare legs. I'm left standing in a cream and black lace bra and panties. They're the ones you bought me. I admire my reflection in the mirror, my flat stomach, C cup breasts and full, round ass. I reach behind and undo my bra, my breasts feeling tender and sensitive as my nipples harden at the sudden cool air caressing them. I massage them slowly, teasing. I do. My ass, high in the air, all my parts, totally exposed. I am tense with anticipation. She grabs the massage lotion, rubbing some in her hands, warming it. She begins to gently massage my ass cheeks and thighs, almost touching my pussy lips, but purposely avoids them, making me whimper. I begin to relax, although I know I shouldn't. She squirts the lotion right on my hot little hole and begins to massage it, preparing it for the plug. Slowly she inserts just the tip of her finger, in and.