Through out dinner, I got to know him even better. He was well off and very successful, but his work never gave him the time he wanted for dating. Now...at 35 he wanted to start a family.After a wonderful dinner, he paid and then walked me to my car. Here he again acted the perfect gentlemen, kissing my hand and suggesting another date. I told him he could call me and we'd arrange it.When I got home I was so excited, I just had a fantastic date with the perfect guy. I called Sally immediately. . etc. then I asked her do you had sex anytime??? She laughed and said I had some role play with my husband when married but not any sex. Then I said hooo that is the reason your ass is still swinging. She then asked naughtily what I am talking. Then we entered the chapter of sex, where I have taken the initiation of pressing her hands and with some courage kissed her initially she rejected but by my urge responded well and then suddenly her mom called her and she left.From that day we try to. I will never have a white baby... so please. P-please breed your pretty, white bitch... it's the only thing I'm good for. It's everything I need... your strong, black baby in my willing, white womb. B-black is better!"Her new Nubian god was more b**st than man at the moment. Snarling, growling, grunting... Ramming violently up into the tiny white Felicia, likely to leave bruises on her bottom where he thrust and on her hips where those powerful hands gripped her. Rubbing at that swollen nub he. “Betty told me how Jack grabbed her breasts at the party last night. Just because she wears low tops, it sure as hell doesn’t give men the right to grab her.”“Wait! You’re saying Jack grabbed Betty’s boobs?” asked Sarah. “Where and when did this happen?”“We were in the kitchen. I asked Jack about getting another drink. He handed two drinks to me and then while my hands were full. He slid his hand inside my top and squeezed one nipple and then the other. He told me he’d like take his time and.