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"You're what I fucking want," his gravelly snarl chilled me. "You want this to disappear? You and I take a trip to your fancy cabin to go hunting.
"Hey, hey, it's alright. I ain't asking you to figure it all out at once." I said, pressing my forehead to his. "Even if you don't wanna figure it out, don't."
about having sex with men. well done and realistic
Damn, time flies when you're screwing around.
"It's sexy to watch a fine black man cook."
"Have you blackmailed anyone else to get your dick wet?"
He'd look good as fuck choking on my dick, my hand on his throat.
my seven-inch dick.
it was 6.5 earlier
I never allowed myself to admire his beauty; for obvious reasons, I felt good that I could. I wish I had the hands of a sculptor to craft a statue of him in the finest marble.
“I don’t wanna make it a whole big deal with them. I’m grown, they grown, ain’t gotta do all that,” I said, looking at him. “It’s not that I don’t want them knowing; I just don’t know my damn self to make it a big ol’ thing.”
realistic
