He flayed off his clothes in a mad whirl of limbs, and she didn’t care if there was a lack of romantic undressing, she was beyond that anyway, so sh... pulled her own clothing off and then Isaac grabbed her and they tumbled onto the bed. It was almost as if it were new to her, the feeling of another’s skin, she ran her hands over him, acquainting herself with the contours of his body, feeling him begin to take her over. ‘I’m sorry–I can’t wait–‘ he gasped, and quickly she guided him, rising up. No real **** involved, just intense coercion by the superior black man. All we can do now is watch and observe as our white women become slaves to the black alpha male.It has become a spectator sport of sorts. We pay to watch the superior black male dominate on the court during basketball. We do the same at football games. Time and again, we are subjected to being mere "watchers" of the superior black male dominate our white woman in the bedroom instead of the arena. We can't compete so we. The meal and the speeches were full of the excited and happy hubbub of conversations and old friendships renewed, giving way to laughter as the speeches all hit the mark. And then on to the reception and more informal, relaxed fun for the two-hundred or so guests.And it was towards the end of the reception that the only less than perfect thing happened. When a more than slightly drunk Callan returned to the topic we’d discussed on Tuesday night. He was so sozzled that he was acting like the. I found myself needing more. Standing up and making a fast dash back to the bathroom, I grab my electric razor, sliding off the razor head I walked back to my room and turned it on, watching it buzz across my bed. I'd never tried something like this. Never even shoved anything other than my fingers into my waiting pussy. Taking a little bit of baby oil and smoothing it over the soft vibrating tip I pushed it against my clit just to start, feeling it buzz on the already sensitive nub. I moaned.