Black man
I have never wanted a black man before
He who walks around with his under clothing out
He who had but 5 words repeated over and over
I want this man
I covet him like a child covets a charismas toy
Build like a man should be built, narrow waist that would fit perfect between my legs
seducing my mind even though we have not formally be introduce
but how do you cover a distance like race
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