How I long to be filled. I’m dying to be stretched and fucke..
🕑 Added 2023-08-10 19:52:36 +0000 UTC
How I long to be filled. I’m dying to be stretched and fucked by strong, dominant kings. At this point, I’m no longer satiated by white men. No. I need thick, meaty, men. The kind who make white men feel inferior or even nervous when they enter a room. The men who take up space with their presence alone. The ones who can make you laugh and feel comfortable and safe but all bets are off when that bedroom door closes. In fact, he takes advantage of it just being the two of us and turns into my master. I’m his slave, he has full reign over my body simply for being the man he is. He takes my body through an orgasmic adventure, not stopping after just one squirt. He needs more. His skin, a beautiful black velvet and mine, snow bunny white. It’s an incredible sight and an indescribable feeling. The magnetism of our chemistry is something out of this world. It’s become an obsession I find myself unable to break from. White and black, chocolate and vanilla. They traditionally don’t go together yet it happens to be the best combination out there and I’m addicted. I long to watch this chemistry catch like wild fire through his friend group, I hope to one day have a room full of black men who can make me feel this way and keep me satisfied all night. It’s my dream to have four black bulls at my fingertips anytime I want. My needs always met.
