Love who you love. Race shouldn’t have anything to do with it. However, I do have my preferences. I need a smart, strong Black man to stand by my si...e. As my equal. My lover. My protector. A lioness needs her lion. And I accept no substitute. Recently, I’ve befriended a young Black man who’s quite promising. His name is Raphael Stephens. He’s six-foot-three, broad-shouldered and dark-skinned. A little bit chubby but pretty in the face. He transferred to Boston College from Georgia Tech. Like. The whole situation was surreal and she marveled at the technician’s audacity. His agile tongue moved easily over her flesh, alternating between thighs. He licked long, lazy circles on her smooth flesh and crowned them with a soft kiss before he started the next circle.Admirably, the young actress continued taking calls, noting down pledges, and wishing the caller a fine evening while, out of sight, the mouth between her legs nearly brought her to the brink of insanity.Especially frustrating. We had found some semi tractors in good condition, and their motors were pulled and replaced by electric motors modified under instruction by Jake to let them run off the alien power supplies. By now, we had a few former big-rig truck drivers in our community, and they were happy to be back at work at a job they knew.Most of the things we needed could be built aboard the hulk by robots with minimal direction by Utorians. They, too, were happy to be at work, and they were overjoyed to hear that. He is groaning out as I orgasm, he doesn't let up on me though. I slump a little once my orgasm passes, he slows down until pulling out of me slowly. He stands up and pulls me with him. He kisses me deeply as he lifts me up wrapping my legs around his waist holding me close to him. Our kiss is so deep; I let out a soft moan. I enjoy the softness of his tongue against mine. We walk to the closest wall and he presses me against it. I can feel the coolness of the wall against my bare back and the.