My hands move to grasp him again, and again he stops, his eyes locked with mine. He takes my hands and holds them by the wrist with only one hand. The...’re held above my head, against the wall. I whisper his name, longing for more of his touch, needing his sweet kisses, aching for him. My eyes close as his kisses resume their path. I shiver as his teeth scrape across my skin before he bites or nibbles. I moan out his name as I rest against the wall, helpless but enjoying it. His mouth reaches my. Not far from the Vanier Park. Well, one afternoon she came over for a visit. And we got our freak on, as they say. I sat on my living room couch, my pants around my ankles. Kneeling before me was the lovely Fadheela-Anisah. She was completely nude, save for her hijab. I don't know why but I kind of liked the sight of her, naked but with the hijab on at the same time. Her body was kind of plump but I don't mind. Must be something genetic about Black men. We all seem to crave big women. I've. I asked if he had come inside her. She said maybe. As I started eatting her creamypie pussy I could smell Vaseline, I ask if he had fucked her in the ass too. She said yes, and I asked if he had come in her ass too? She said maybe.That night marked the beginning of her having sex with guys with and without my knowledge. One evening she came in from work a little later than normal. I don't know why but I asked if she had been fucking. She was standing in the den wearinga a pair of dress slacks. "What I always wanted for you. Myson, you will be a sovereign. Royal Princess of Prussia, eventually queenif they accept you into their family. If you prove yourself worthy of thetitle. That is why I raised you for." Hannah stated proudly.Jason smiled, "Thank you my mother. I just wonder, why couldn't you finda royal Princess to accept me? What if I do not want to be a princess?"His mother laughed. "If you don't want to be a princess I will call itoff. I tried to find a suitable princess, but.