I held my mouth open until he pulled out completely and rubbed his black dick all over my face."Swallow that shit, bitch" he demanded. I swallow it (a... if I had a choice) and was trying to wrap my head around what just happened. I had a strange feeling about this whole thing and the shame of it all started to set in. My thoughts got interrupted, "Bitch, it's customary to thank your Black Daddy after he lets you blow him..." he lets his statement hang there."Uh, thank you Black Daddy" I say. I couldn’t help but let out a moan as I felt him kissing my neck and moving down on to my breast. He hoisted my legs around his waist as I began to grind my hips on him cock. I could feel his budge rubbing against my clit and it was driving me insane. I decided it was my turn to show him a good time. I pulled him over to the sofa and sat him down. I stood in front of him and removed my underwear. I then took his top off over his head and stopped him from touching me, driving him wild! I kissed. On the day of the quake Oliver was drunk as a skunk. To be honest the whole thing was a blur to him. Several hours later when he finally awoke Oliver staggered out into the dust-strewn streets to see the scenes of devastation. In a shocked daze he tried to find out what had happened to his fellow Rouge Bears and soon discovered that most of them were buried under masonry. No-one was making any effort to dig them out, and so nor did Oliver.Days were hard after that. The simple task of finding. I think we accomplished that goal, wouldn’t you?”“Don’t talk. Exhausted. Need nap.”She cooed and snuggled into my arm.She came back to the condo I was leasing and never left. A month later she gave up her apartment. five months later, I gave her a diamond. I walked into her restaurant and demanded to see the chef. She thought she was going to be confronted by an irate customer and was surprised to see me on my knee, holding up an open box. The diamond twinkled in the candles of the closest.