More Gorgeous Black Men
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Posted:Nov 16, 2018 11:39 am
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More Gorgeous Black Men
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A collection of pics of Black Men that make me want to bend over or get on my knees. Or both…
Traveling for the holidays or local, feel free to order me over, Sir.
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white holes for Black Men
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Posted:Nov 14, 2018 2:45 pm
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2018 2:58 pm
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white holes for Black Men
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You don’t need to take me on a date, invite me out to coffee or have an interview. My job is to be at your service. And there is nothing more I like than giving my holes up to Black Men. Use my holes once, regularly or as needed. Repeat as necessary. Feel free to share my holes with a friend.
During these cold autumn days in Southern California, let my holes warm your cock Sir.
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Learning to Like to Gag
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Posted:Nov 12, 2018 5:03 pm
Last Updated:Dec 21, 2018 2:50 pm
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Learning to Like to Gag
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As I have become more aware of the sexual do’s and don’ts, I was lead to believe that you should never gag giving head. The goal was to always suck and swallow a guy’s cock without any resistance. My sexual goal was to be an open throat, a moist hole, that would suck anything put in it.
I tried for to be that guy. I tried to never choke, gag or wimp out when sucking a dick. I used my tongue, swirling it around the head of the cock. I moved my head the opposite way of my hand, to stimulate the the guy’s dick. I made sure to take the guy’s dick down all the way to the base and then look up at him and make sure he liked it. I’d seen the porn vids and thought I knew what all guys liked.
A few ago, before the demise of the personal section on craig’s list, I answered an ad from a Black Man in the South Bay that wanted to face fuck a white guy. He was a few older than me (always a plus) and had a place to meet. We exchanged details and I went over.
Parking is always hard in the South Bay. The streets have to bend to accommodate the curve of Santa Monica Bay and the other coastal features- cliffs, outcroppings, and shorelines. Even if the streets are laid out on a grid, they tend to be narrow to due to the high cost of land near the ocean and the late start these areas had in city planning. I finally found a place about a block away. It was a my lunch hour and I was hoping to get a load of jizz for a quick meal.
I entered the yellow house, with the obligatory metal gate across the door and hung out in the living room. There was couch, chair, tv and an unused fireplace. The guy was quiet and did not talk but unbuttoned his pants and pulled down his pants and shorts. He did not bother to close the Venetian blinds. not shy so I did not say anything.
We began normally enough. I got down on my knees and started licking his balls, stroking his dick and licking the head of his cock. He seemed cool with it all but not really satisfied. He pushed me over to the beige couch and started face fucking me aggressively. I started to gag and tear up and pushed him back. With out saying much, he laid me out on my back on the couch and put my face at the end. He held my head and fucked my mouth deeper and deeper and I gagged and pushed back again. Finally, he let me suck him off, swallow his load and go on my way.
We met up 2 more times, but it was always the same drill - him pushing and prodding me to stay low, on my knees, and gag on on his dick. It was frustrating for both of us, with neither of quite happy. Finally, I gave up contacting him, realizing I did not know what he wanted.
Later on that year, I discovered the Gag The Fag videos. Instead of a normal to rough face fucking, like I saw in most porn, these videos showed guys getting their throats filled with cock that was so big or at such an angle that they chocked, gagged, teared up, cried, and even threw up a little bit. Their faces would be coated with precum, spit and their own clear mucus. The tops would cum all over their faces and the cameraman would rub the whole mess all over. I was excited and intrigued.
I messed around with a few guys over the next couple of that liked it when I would gag or tear up while sucking their dick. Occasionally I would meet a guy that really got off on having me gag on his cock. But it was rare and I was gagging on purpose, not because the guy was hung or aggressive. It was more performance than actual sexual excitement.
I finally met up with a Black Man from Pasadena via Adam 4 Adam. He came over to my house, more professional than sexual. At 6 foot 4, skinny and bespectacled, he was around 45, really horny, a top and had a big hard dick. He had little body hair and was bald. His manner was more pastoral than dom master, but he was still clearly in charge. His voice was soft and he was gentle.
But once he started fucking my face - his face changed. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth. And as I started to choke, he did not stop but slowed down a little bit and held his dick in my mouth. He would open my mouth up with his fingers and spread my lips open more. As he pumped my face, I started to gag again and tear up. Finally, tears came rolling down my cheeks and he opened his eyes and said, “Yeah.”
He put my head down over the edge of the couch and face fucked me again. This time I gagged and choked so much that I threw up a small amount. He loved this and made me gag even more. At first I was a little weirded out about the throat spit and got soft, but the guy was into it and as I gagged more, he fucked me harder. I was covered in spit and throat juice. I got hard again and he came deep in my mouth, me gagging and crying at the same time. He was in control of my mouth. I came without touching myself- a rarity. I loved being used and abused in this manner. The only way it could have been better was if it had been filmed.
In the since, I’ve only found a couple guys that get off on having a guy gag on their dick and no one that gets into the extreme of the Gag The Fag videos. Most men are respectful, not too pushy, and just want to lean back and get an easy blow job. I’ve yet to meet any one that wants verbally abuse me and make me gag, choke and tear up. Hopefully, someday soon.
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More white subs For Superior Black Men
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Posted:Nov 7, 2018 2:16 pm
Last Updated:Nov 7, 2018 2:29 pm
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More white subs For Superior Black Men
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When guys ask what I am into, these are the sorts of things that make my ass wet. The kinkier the idea, the more I want to try it.
Put me to use, serving you Sir.
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Monday Men
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Posted:Nov 5, 2018 9:48 am
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2018 3:48 pm
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Monday Men
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Monday. Autumn is here. Longer nights, shorter days. But always, beautiful Black Men.
Message me if you a hole to fill Sir.
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First Time Golden Showers
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Posted:Nov 3, 2018 11:55 am
Last Updated:Oct 4, 2019 4:34 pm
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First Time Golden Showers
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To avoid the backup of traffic entering Schofield Barracks, one of my favorite shortcuts is to drive through Wahiawā on Highway 80. I can then choose to take The Farrington Highway to Mokulēʻia or The Kamehameha Highway AKA Kam Highway to Haleʻiwa. Both are options off the H2, and both routes will send you down through cane and pineapple fields, some now growing coffee. You can see palms and pine, churning surf, and the whole grand Pacific stretch out in front of you.
Wahiawā (literally, “the space of the Wa people”) is the largest “real town” near the enormous US Army installation in Central Oʻahu. The town is littered with rent-to-own furniture shops, pawn shops, fast food restaurants, and various businesses catering to the enlisted military personnel in the area.
Wahiawā posses none of the urban bustle of Honolulu, the touristy wonderment of Waikīkī or the rural splendor of Kualoa. Some areas of the town lack sidewalks and paved streets. Other parts of the main shopping area sport wooden steps and porches, that are in bad repair and not primed for a hipster invasion. If you take a vacation in Waikīkī, there are no tours here or day-long excursions to sign up for that will show you the highlights of this area. You are in Wahiawā because you to be in Wahiawā. And then, you leave.
After surfing or hanging out on the North Shore, I’d sometimes stop in Wahiawā to grab water or granola bar before heading back into town(Honolulu) and the second worst traffic congestion in the United States. From Wahiawā to home, it could take anywhere from 45 minutes to an hour and a half during rush hour. Wahiawā is a convenient break, before joining the madness that is the H2.
In the early 2000s, I’d pass an adult book store, named Divine Pleasures. It was on the main street, Kam Highway, near a Jack in the Box and a Wendy’s. Divine Pleasures was not discreet. There were neon signs and regular lighted signs, and the warnings to stay away if you are under 18. It was hard to miss. I noticed it but never went in. I just wanted something to tie me over before getting stuck in traffic and Wahiawā was never a place to hang out in.
A few went by, and I decided that it might be fun to check out Divine Pleasures. I parked around the block, so if in the off chance someone saw my truck, they would not tie me to the porn shop. I went in and asked the guy behind the counter what the set up was. He said that there were booths that took dollar bills and played porn. Some had glory holes. There was theater in back. I got change for a 20, went in a booth with a glory hole and waited for some dick. After an hour or so, I gave up and went on my way.
A couple months later, I did the same routine again, with the same results. A week later, I came by later at night and did get to blow a so-so Army guy, but that was it. I went up to attendant and asked what the best times to swing by were and he gave the universal answer of all adult book shop workers: anytime is the best time to be here. But, he did intimate that most of the action took place in the theater, in the back.
A few months later, I was coming back from the beach and traffic was a mess, so I stopped at Divine Pleasures. It was around 6 pm. I paid my 10$ for 6 hours of theater time. There were unlimited ins and outs, so I could go get something to drink or take a break whenever I wanted. The attendant buzzed the locked door and I went in.
There were long wooden seats, with half height wooden enclosures. Black plastic toilet paper holders were attached in each section, so you could clean up easily. Another section had white plastic yard chairs and metal folding chairs. Televisions were mounted at various heights, playing mixture of gay and straight porn. Facing the tvs, off to my right, was a green door, where there was a bathroom. The air conditioning was provided by 3 or 4 window mounted units and the only lights came from the tv screens or the opening of the bathroom door.
5 or 6 guys were in the theatre and quickly covered themselves or zipped up when I entered. I sat on a metal folding stool and watched one of the straight gang bang videos, not playing with myself or making eye contact, just taking in the whole scene. Slowly, the men started to engage in various erotic gestures, from the solo, bored jackoff to the bobbing mouth fuck of a porno house blow job.
I saw a guy in his 50s, who looked like he was mixed Black and Hawaiian. He looked like had been working in construction all day and then some. He was muscular from his occupation, not from the gym and was a masculine by nature, not pretense. Balding, he had sideburns and a bushy mustache. He wore dirty jeans, a work shirt and boots. He was unshowered and had not shaved that morning. He had a friendly smile and started playing with his cock in one of the wooden sections. I went over and started sucking, cupping his big balls in my hand. After 5 minutes or so, he said he needed to use the bathroom. He told me he was coming right back for me.
To this day, I don’t know why, but I followed him behind that green door, into the bathroom. I wanted to try golden showers. I had never seen it in a video but had heard about it and was curious. The bathroom was longer than average, with the toilet at one end, more than a dozen feet away from the dirty sink.
He stood at the toilet and seemed surprised to see me. I asked him to piss in my mouth. I got on my knees. He paused and then took a few steps toward me. And then he unzipped and let loose a long stream into my mouth, from about 4 feet away. I immediately got hard and started swallowing his piss, some of it hitting my face and dripping off my chin. Clearly, he had been holding it for a while as he pissed what seemed a gallon of clear pee. After he finished, we both washed our hands and walked back out where I blew him in front of 3 other dudes. I quickly left wondering why I had done this and why it was so fun. I drove home, kind of happy, sort of weirded out.
A few days later, I was at a local beach on the south facing shore of Oʻahu. I was coming back from surfing and loading up my truck, when I saw the same dude from Divine Pleasures parked a few spaces away from me. He was genuinely happy to see me and we drove to a private area a few blocks away where I blew him in his truck. We exchanged info this time.
He called me that Saturday to meet him at Divine Pleasures around 3 pm, and I drove over. I paid, got buzzed in and he was there with a gallon of water, in a plastic jug, at his feet. He unbuttoned and unzipped and I licked, sucked and worshiped him, while he took swing after swig from that jug.
The theater was full, with about a dozen guys or so, mostly military. After about a half hour, he whispered that I should go to the bathroom and get naked. I was excited and walked over to the bathroom, closed the door most of the way and stripped fast. Less than a minute later, he walked in and left the bathroom door open. 3 or 4 guys walked over, as he pissed all over me, in my mouth, at my ass - everywhere. They guys were wild eyed and 2 immediately started jerking off. As he was nearing the end, he shoved his dick in my mouth and I chocked and gagged as he pissed in my mouth, nonstop.
Everyone left the bathroom and I cleaned up, as best I could. I came out and he facefucked me in front of everyone. We walked out together. I never saw him again. Damn.
In 2012 Divine Pleasures was sold to a Christian-ish-community service organization called Surfing the Nations. The location of my first golden shower was gone to Jesus on the Water. I will always remember it as the location where I caught my first wave of piss in my mouth and face.
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More Signs of the Times
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Posted:Oct 31, 2018 9:18 am
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2018 3:50 pm
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More Signs of the Times
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Yet some more insights into the psyche of the Superior Black Man and the sub, unworthy white fag. If you see me in person, feel free to make me open the door for you, carry your bags, or suck your dick- anywhere.
I can’t wait to serve you, Sir.
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Fucked By a PG&E Worker
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Posted:Oct 30, 2018 3:00 pm
Last Updated:Oct 4, 2019 4:34 pm
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Fucked By a PG&E Worker
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Last week, I flew up north to Oakland and rented a car to drive north for a special family birthday gathering for twin cousins turning 75. Family from all over came into Ukiah to have an amazing catered dinner, under the majestic oaks, the stars and small LED lights gently illuminating our delicious repast. There were more than 100 friends and family to celebrate the lives and accomplishments of the twins.
My aunt and uncle could not put everyone for the weekend, so I had to find a nearby hotel that could accommodate myself and a few other relatives from SoCal. Ukiah is more country than city, more backroads than boulevards. We decided to stay in a reasonably priced chain hotel and save our dollars for other adventures. I booked 8 rooms at the Orchid Inn Best Western, just off the 101, and assigned rooms and roommates to everyone. I stayed with my 2 sisters and one of their husbands, 2 to a bed. It was not a luxurious stay by any stretch of the imagination, but it was time well spent with family and I got to relive my sisters hogging the bathroom—again.
Saturday night, we came back to the hotel around 11 p.m., wiped out from the travel, the birthday party, and sibling scowls and eye rolls. We all cleaned up, went to bed and planned on getting up late and heading for for brunch around noon.
Around 3:30 a.m., my older sister woke me up, saying -“Hey- somebody is making a whole lot of noise out there - go see what it is.” I ignored her until she hit me- hard- over the head with the world’s limpest and heaviest hotel pillow. I threw on some sweats, grabbed my BIL’s Dodger’s cap, found my room keycard and flip flops, and went out the door. I saw and heard nothing and turned to go back in, when my sister whispered-yelled: “Go find out what is up, damnit.”
I went down the stairs, into the parking lot. Nothing. I walked around the building and checked out the rear parking lot, behind our room. A bunch of cable, AT&T and construction trucks were parked. A single truck was on and was the source of the noise. It was a heavy duty Pacific Gas & Electric truck. A dude was working on the truck, trying to repair some sort of powered reel or winder. It was cold and I was tired. I quickly shuffled over and waited for the noise to stop and ask the guy what was up.
I could not see who the guy was, as the parking lot lights were partially blocked. I walked over to the rear of the truck and caught his eye. The guy was dressed in Levis, a PG&E work shirt, and work boots. He was about 6’2”, average dad bod, wearing a wedding ring, mid-40s or so, and Black.
I said, “Hey.” He looked up and over and stopped his work. “Hey.” I explained that my sister was being woken up and she is a bear in the daytime and a raving bitch in the middle of the night and could he try and keep it down?
“So you’re the middle ?” He laughed.
Yes I am. Doing the oldest bidding and protecting the younger. So was he. We laughed.
Nate said he had worked until 2 a.m., taken a break and had to repair the winder before the next shift. He apologized for the noise and offered to move the truck. I thanked him and we shook hands. I started to shuffle off back to my room. Nate asked me if I wanted to get a some coffee at the nearby Denny’s. I said no thanks, that I did not want to hang at Denny’s in Ukiah in the middle of the night. Because - why? Nate laughed and said that he was getting it to-go and that he just wanted coffee to stay warm. I said sure and we got in the truck. I left my wallet in the room and told Nate I needed to run back real quick. He said he had it covered and off we went. We drove over, parked, walked in, got the coffee and went back to the truck. We talked about the weather, what was going on with the repair - regular stuff.
Nate started the truck, backed out and started back to the hotel.
“Maybe I should park over in the church parking lot? It’s only couple blocks away and I won’t wake up your sister.”
I said I’d appreciate it and sleep a lot better. He laughed.
“Do you want me to drop you off?”
“No, I can walk over. It’s just a few blocks.”
Nate parked and we got out. The parking lot was darker at the church than at the hotel. He set out his safety cones at the corners of his truck and went back to the rear of the truck. I walked over and said thanks for the hang, coffee and moving his truck.
Nate looked up from the locked cabinets on his truck, smiled and said, “One thing though. For the coffee, it’s c*sh or ass.” He laughed. He was just kidding and I knew it. Typical straight guy locker room joking.
I looked at him, smiled and dropped my sweat pants. I put my hands on the side of his truck and stuck my ass out.
“Really…..hmm.”
He seemed kind of bemused and was clearly weighing his options.
Nate walked over and pulled down my boxer briefs.
“Nice. You serious?”
I stuck my ass out further. I took my right hand off the truck, spat in it and rubbed the spit on my shaved hole.
“Yes, Sir. I owe you.”
“Huh.” Nate took a step back. I turned around and saw him scoping out the area.
“You sure?”
“I am, Sir.”
I turned my head around, faced the truck and bent over.
There was a pause.
“Okay. Turn around”
I turned around and Nate smiled slightly. He undid his belt, unbuttoned his Levi’s, and smiled again.
I pulled up my sweats to my knees and knelt down to suck his dick.
Nate backed me up against the truck, my head resting on the rear passenger side. He was a grower, not a shower. I started sucking and licking. Nate just looked down, sort of stunned.
“Ever had a fag suck you before?”
“No - but liking it. Keep on.”
After a few minutes, Nate was hard as a rock, his dick head dripping with really long and sticky precum. His balls were tight and relatively smooth. His dick was larger than average, with a big head and piss slit. I pushed him back slightly and let his sticky precum loop from my lips to his dick in the cold night.
Nate’s cell rang. We stopped. Nate answered.
A co-worker was coming by to help get the truck ready for the next shift starting in 7 a.m. Nate paused. He looked at me, pointed at his dick. I started to suck again and Nate told his coworker where he was parked. He hung up.
“Let me see that ass.”
I turned around, stuck out my cold ass, and felt Nate’s hot spit on my hole. Nate fingered my ass for a minute and then slowly worked his dick in.
A couple minutes later, another large PG&E pickup truck arrived. Nate was slowly fucking my hole, opening it up, spitting on his dick, my ass relaxing and taking his cock.
“Keep your eyes on the truck.”
I heard some whispering between Nate and the other guy.
Nate continued to fuck me, nice and slow. The other guy watched and I could hear the camera sound from his phone.
“You wanna try?”
“Yeah - why not? Here’s my phone - video it”
Nate pulled out and the other dude went in my hole. His dick was not as big around, but was longer.
“Don’t turn around. Open up. Be a bitch.” I had no idea who this was but he was not slow and deliberate like Nate. He fucked.
“Damn - fuck his hole”
“Zoom in - get a close up.”
After a couple minutes, this unknown guy said, “Fuck you,” and came in my ass, pulled out and laughed. In the cold, I could feel sweat and spit drip out my hole.
At this point, Nate surprised me and slipped in.
“Ass or cāßh , huh?,” Nate said.
Nate fucked me hard this time and put my right arm behind my back.
“You want my load?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Feel it now, bitch.”
Nate came and I had 2 loads in my ass.
The coworker commanded, “Push it out, faggot.”
I bent over further, still facing the truck, and pushed the cum out of my ass. I felt someone spread my cheeks.
“Zoom in on that. Keep pushing.”
The loads dripped out and the guys laughed. One of them slapped my ass.
“Okay. gonna run back to the yard. I’ll be back in 10 minutes. Text me when he’s gone.”
Nate says cool and keeps me from turning around by placing a hand firmly on the back of my head. The coworker drives off. Nate lets go and I turn around.
“That was cool. Never done that before.” He’s got a smirk on his face, sort of sheepish and satisfied. I pull up my sweats and we chat for a bit. Nate works on the road 10 days at a time, with 5 off. His wife works, too, and they have 1 in high school. Very little sex, lots of stuff to do for the wife and little time to himself.
“Too bad you don’t live closer”
“I am just visiting up here. You made it a great visit.”
We exchange contact details, shake hands and I walk back. I quietly enter my hotel room, rinse off, get back into bed and fall asleep.
After brunch, I get a text from an unknown n•mbèr. It’s a video from last night. A shot of my ass and I see Nate fucking me. The coworker videoed the whole thing.
The next text says, “ thanks fag. hot fuck. lmk if you are ever back again. i have more plans for u.” It’s from the coworker.
I hope my twin cousins celebrate their 76th birthday in the same way next year.
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What You Think We Will Do vs. What We Will Actually Do -Part 2
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Posted:Oct 29, 2018 12:10 pm
Last Updated:Dec 21, 2018 2:57 pm
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What You Think We Will Do vs. What We Will Actually Do -Part 2
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More on the expectations straight guys think we gay guys may have - and what can actually take place. I hope.
My holes are ready, Sir.
What you think we’ll do: Cuddle and lay in each other’s arms
What we will actually do: I’ll be licking your ass
What you think we’ll do: Spending weekends at charming bed and breakfasts
What we will actually do: You tieing me up to a pole and using my holes
What you think we’ll do: Have dinner parties
What we will actually do: You’ll piss in my mouth for dinner
What you think we’ll do: Garden and landscape our lovely home
What we will actually do: Plow my ass
What you think we’ll do: Get married
What we will actually do: You’ll lend me to your married friends
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What You Think We Will Do vs. What We Will Actually Do
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Posted:Oct 28, 2018 5:29 pm
Last Updated:Jan 29, 2020 4:10 pm
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What You Think We Will Do vs. What We Will Do
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A n•mbérof men I have chatted with on FriendFinder-x seem think we have go through all the dating rituals and rounds of bounding before I become their sub cocksucker and hole provider. Not necessarily so. I’ll be posting over the next days dispel some myths.
Ī'm̂just a message away, Sir.
What you think we’ll do: Have meaningful dates and
What we will do: I’ll blow you in the coffee shop bathroom
What you think we’ll do: Go shopping
What we will do: Blow you in the parking lot near the shopping area
What you think we’ll do: Go for long walks
What we will do: You could put me on a leash and take me for a walk be used by you and a friend in a bathroom
What you think we’ll do: Hold hands
What we will do: You’ll hold my head while I choke on your beautiful cock
What you think we’ll do: Kiss
What we will do: I will kiss and suck your balls
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Fuck My White Ass
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Posted:Oct 22, 2018 8:59 pm
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2018 3:59 pm
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Fuck My White Ass
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Days are getting shorter, and my whole is getting wetter. on the hunt for more Black Dick in my ass.
Need to fill a shaved white hole? Contact me , Sir.
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Black Dreams
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Posted:Oct 19, 2018 12:58 pm
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2018 4:06 pm
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Black Dreams
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Here we are at the eve of the weekend, with no Black Men in sight. Hopefully the next 2 days will prove me wrong and bring a dream of a Black Man into my life and on my knees. A Dom Black Man I can serve, worship and satisfy would be more than ideal
I'll wash your car, clean your kitchen, and bend over on command Sir.
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Wednesday Sucks...Black Cock!
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Posted:Oct 17, 2018 2:40 pm
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2018 4:11 pm
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Wednesday Sucks...Black Cock!
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I'm stuck at work and wish I were on my knees somewhere or my head over the edge of a bed getting face fucked. Black Cock makes Hump Day worthwhile.
Need you dick drained? Balls licked? Loads swallowed? Contact me, Sir.
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