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not me but its close!This one isn't me but she and I could pass for sisters. (She'd be known as "the one with big tits"...*L*)
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Like Sister She Loves the Black CockHad a taste, gonna feast on the black bone today --- all day. Now, family ties be damned, she wants to move in and be their white sex slave. Let's get both sisters and let them share some cream pies -- all in the family.
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White Slut Hunts Black Cock Among Gorgeous Black SistersYou want some black bull cock? Then show them you're worth the time and attention, Blondie. There's lots of great black pussy that means you better be extra slutty and offer the studs anything--- anything! --- that they ask.
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Bring Your Black WomenGirlfriends, sisters, friends, cousins, my wife serves black men even by eating and sucking their black women, any women they want to bring, young or old, beautiful or ugly. It's black; it's in front of her; she's going to do as she's told. And I'm going to deal with it.
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A Six Pack TonightThis super hot MILF propositioned me and my ten inches of black cock at the party last Friday night. We took drinks on the patio, and she just flashed me with a really incredible pair of tits. I've never had more than one white woman at a time, although plenty of those, so the idea of having her and her two shapely sisters to service my dick all night was fucking awesome --- as was the fucking! Six tits, three white asses, and three sets of lips sucking over me --- it's a "personal best."
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Sisters Under the SkinA lot of people think we are sisters, and we do hang around a lot. But, if we were sisters we probably wouldn't go out to clubs and bring back black men with big cocks to fuck side-by-side, or suck the cum out each other's pussies to trade from mouth to mouth before swallowing it. Sisters might be too inhibited with each other to start the fun with an all-out eat out of pussies and asses. That really turns on our boyfriends and pumps up those huge black cocks.
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We are allQueen of Spades - hello to the other women in October - who cares who wins, just as long as we get some BBC sisters
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me just chillin i was in the stonehaven apartments office talkin to one of my sisters friends
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FUCK ME LIKE THE WHORE THAT I AMBlack skin is thick and lush, sensuous to the touch, like satin and velvet made flesh. There's only one patch of skin on a white man's body that remotely compares to nearly every inch of a black man's skin. The first time I caressed black skin, it felt like a luxury I shouldn't be able to afford. I craved it more strongly than Carrie Bradshaw craved Manolo Blahnik shoes. That phrase, "Once you go black, you never go back" is all about the feeling of the skin.
And I had the socially acceptable explanation for my craving. I used that paucity-of-available-white-partners rationale to explain my relationships with black men for several years. A white woman past forty is often passed over by her white-male contemporaries. She goes younger or ethnic or foreign-born or down the socioeconomic scale or darker or she spends lonely nights at home with her cats. Black men are happy to get the babe they couldn't have when she was twentysomething and fertile. The laws of the marketplace do prevail. It's not me, it's themthem being the white guys who weren't after me anymore, or so I claimed.
That's a lie. The truth is, I attract about the same percentage of available white men my age (and far younger!) now as I did when I was thirtyand that's not including the unavailable white men who want to play around anyway.
Enough white men want me that I was hardly facing enforced celibacy, but I don't want them.
I want black men. They want me. We look at one another and exchange a visible frisson of sexual energy in the lingering glances. And our attraction is based first on race. We are not those couples who "happen to fall in love" with someone of a different race or more purposefully come together but out of some greater sense of interracial understanding and respect. Not as politically-correct men and women do we seek one another out. The Internet has made it a lot easier for us to find each other now. Men advertise: ebony seeks ivory. Women write: seeking tall, dark, and handsome. Very dark. We are not the same people who say: Race is not important. It is important to us. We have race-specific desires.
Even in a time when nearly 40 percent of single Americans have dated outside their race, that deliberate seeking of the specific other makes some people, especially black women, damned mad.
We are what they denigrate and castigate: white women and black men who choose one another because of our racial differences. They resent our taking their men. Black men are two and a half times more likely to marry a white woman than a black woman is to marry a white man. Black women can point to that statistic in justifying their wrath. But in truth, black sisters, we're after the sex, not the ringand these guys aren't the marrying kind anyway.
Yes, the sex!
The woman who goes after black men is a variant of sex journalist Susie Bright's "white bitch in heat," a woman who puts sex first even though women aren't supposed to do that. According to one school of thought, white women turn to black men when their sex drives kick into higher gear and their social inhibitions recede into the rearview mirror. It's a "yes, baby, now I'm ready for you" reaction.
When we get to the "yes, baby" place, they know it, and they are ready and waiting for us. Black men have more energy, style and edge than white men. They know how to flirt, a nearly lost art among the rest of us. A black man is so damned sexy because he knows how to make a woman feel sexy.
Black men have something white guys don't have anymore: confidence in their masculinity, their sexuality. They clearly know they're men. White men appear to be waiting for the latest sociological research study to let them know if they are men or not. Yet black men are gentlemen, something else white men no longer are. They make me feel like a woman, both respected and desired. I can let go of my inhibitions, my need to control, when I am with them. How many white men can treat a woman like a lady and ravish her too?
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WeddingAt my sisters wedding. Fucked the bartender!
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Finest white ass This white girl has really the finest ass in the Miami harbour area. Only some of your black sisters have thicker booties.
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