Oh, my. It looks like it's going to be a beautiful day here in New England. It's a bright and sunny Saturday morning here in Raynham and I for one just can't wait to go outside. Days like that are becoming increasingly rare as the cold weather moves in, as it's prone to do in October. On days like this, I truly feel like I am blessed. Do you ever get tha...
Patiently Imam Ahmed Al-Sharif did his evening prayers inside the Mosque in southern Ottawa, Ontario. The older Black man knelt on the carpet and said a prayer to Allah. Beside him, several men and a couple of women prayed. This was a sight which would have shocked many in the Muslim world because men and women weren't supposed to pray in the same area accor...
Sweetie please don't fart, I thought nervously as I stuck my tongue deep inside Azeeza Yamani's asshole. The curvaceous young woman sat astride me, her bum on my face, her huge ass completely enveloping me. The bed is shaking, and the open window does nothing to alleviate the suffocating heat of a midsummer night in London. I could barely breathe, but I love...
"Just shut up and lick me," Manal Abbasi whispered to her lover as he knelt before her, and eagerly munched on her pussy. Lying on the king-sized bed, the young woman closed her eyes and licked her lips as her dutiful boyfriend Jamal "Jay" Sanderson pleasured her with his lips and fingers, twirling his digits around her sweet spot, setting every inch of her...
Right now, all kinds of wonderful things are happening in our parlor. My name is Samuel Xavier, and I'll be your host for the sensual debaucheries of this evening. Who am I? Just a big and tall Black man of Haitian descent in my late twenties who gets off on all things of a sexual nature. Tonight, I have a special show for you. It's called playing with taboo...
Now that I'm close to retiring, I have lots of time on my hands. My name is Sharon Van Hoevell and I'm a librarian living in the City of Johannesburg, South Africa. The crown jewel of R.S.A. I was born on November 9, 1957 and have lived in the region of Gauteng for most of my life. I have lived through some of the most interesting times in the history of the...
Another wintry day in Ottawa, the town that fun forgot. Not for the first time Laila Fatimid wondered why her parents fled their hometown of Abu Kamal, Syria, for frosty Ontario, Canada. Head down against the heavy snowfall, the young woman walked up the hill leading to her neighborhood in the Barrhaven sector. I hate Ottawa, she cursed under her breath. A c...
"Let's get out of here," Amal Abdirahman said softly, and Haika Livni nodded in agreement, disgusted by what she'd just heard on the bus. The older Arab man sitting across from them looked angrily at the two young gay men, one black and one white, who got on the 95 bus at Tunney's Pasture Station, hand in hand, and shook his head, apparently disturbed by wha...
This might be the reality Adam and I enter the club through the high wooden gate, cross the paved patio and step up to the reception area. The man behind the counter smiles at me as I approach the counter, but says nothing to indicate that this is not my first time here. There are many clubs in London, but this one is my favourite. Being on the outskirts...
Isn't there or shouldn't there be a law or a guarantee that we can return our parents when we are done with them and/or when we don't want or need our parents anymore? I was thinking how, as they age, when our parents are unable to care for themselves, and even though it is a terrible hardship for them to be so dependent upon their children, it is a real bu...