A lot of otherwise smart Black women have joined the feminist movement, which I see mainly as a movement for, about and created by White women. White ...omen see themselves as the equals of White men. But that doesn’t necessarily mean they see Black women or Black men as their equals. In the days of slavery, do you think White female plantation owners sympathized with Black female slaves simply because they had the same feminine anatomy? I honestly don’t think so. I was born in Cap-Haitien, in. I really needed to stretch my legs and was also feeling a little tired.I pulled into the rest stop their were 3 other cars there, I parked away from them as we were spread apart, one left as I got there. I took a walk for 5 minutes to stretch my legs. I got in my car put my seat and decided that I was going to take a power nap for 30 minutes. About 10 minutes two bright headlights shine in the area from a RV, it pulls into the spot besides me, I look up and the door opens up and a guy about 50,. I just assumed she was trying to say my name.Anya climbed on top of Joann, and covered almost all of her. Then when Anya looked down and discovered she was straddling Joann's right leg, she started grinding on it. Joann picked up on her immediately, angling her leg a little to help Anya get a firm fit, then grabbed Anya around the waist. I went to the other side, and began to play with both sets of beautiful tits in front of me. Anya was very busy trying to get a grind on, but when she looked. I lifted her straight off the ledge, my cock buried deep inside her. Taking her buttocks I lifted her up and down, riding my cock to my rhythm. She lurched up and down as each thrust came getting as much length in and out as she could, arms grasping my shoulders and kissing me as deep as hell. She rode me, and I rode her – having such an exquisite beauty on me, over me, riding me, kissing me, enjoying me was unimaginable – she was possessed with gaining and giving pleasure! How come I had never.