“Of course Karen” Ryan blurted out sure he would do whatever she wanted. Karen kept smiling and said “Well, if you will then do you want to be...my boyfriend?” “Oh my goodness, yes of course I do” Ryan answered eagerly. “You will have to do as I say” she said sharply, “Or else” she added. “Or else what?” Ryan stammered. “I’m a bit of a control freak actually Ryan.” She waited a moment then continued “and I like my boyfriends to do as I say, and if they do, well, I’m nice to them. Very nice. I rubbed my dick over her pussy lips for a while and suddenly jerked it inside as my dick entered her forcefully.She gave a loud shout but I had nothing to worry as there was no one to listen to her cries. I explored her pussy deep inside and kept fucking her hard. She was sweating now and her body had become hot. She had big nails on her hand fingers and she was applying them on my body. I was getting hurt from her act but was enjoying it. My speed of fucking was increasing as if I was a. We went to our new house where the catering firm arranged the reception. Then we danced a lot and next day we flew to our honeymoon.We rested on board of the second plane towards the Indian Ocean from New York. My relatives, siblings and parents were not on our wedding, but after long hesitation I sent some photos of our wedding to my parents and my siblings after we got back from the honeymoon. To my surprise we got a simple congratulation from my parents and the families of my siblings.. Africa is not a land of uneducated savages. Capetown isn't Baltimore! On the other hand, dropping a naked white man from the sky on an African village is a very bad idea. I wore swim trunks for my mission. We humans are social animals and that means conformity. We humans conform to social norms—whatever the powers that be decide is 'normal'--and we force other humans to conform, too. That conformity extends to skin color. Fortunately, I didn't have to kill anybody. Those humans I broke were.