Howdy, folks. The name is Damon Jacques Etienne. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man of Haitian descent. Yeah, there are a lot of Haitians in America. We're taking over the world. Pretty soon, Haitian men and Haitian women are going to outnumber African-American men and women in America. Haitians are becoming the dominant black group on College and Univ...
Meet Patricia Arnaud, the latest submissive of Lord Noir, Prince of Kink and the top Black man in the BDSM world of metropolitan Ottawa, Ontario. This lady is definitely something to behold. She's five-foot-ten, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, a slender yet athletic build, and a nice round ass. Far from just a pretty face, Patricia Arnaud is bright, suc...
As this is an obvious continuation of a previously submitted story, reading the first three chapters will enhance your understanding and enjoyment of this chapter. * You pick up a bag from behind the bar and place it on the bar. You toss my keys next to my bag. "Your car is in the garage; you're free to leave any time. But I'd really like you to stay and...
Someone asked me why I'm a Queen, and I guess it's because I love being in a pair of high heels and lipstick, making out naked with a guy and kneeling or squatting to suck his cock in some filthy adult store video arcade booth, while he works my tits over with a pair of strong fingers until I wanna yelp in pain. And the hot feeling of him wanting to fuck me...
There are three futa races on the planet Mara and Alia's mother was from. They didn't need titles, for they knew their roles, but their mom explained there was the male gender and technically two female genders. The first could only be impregnated by their one, a male. The second was rare and reproduced asexually but needed stimulation from either of the oth...
After the very enjoyable and satisfying cruise came to an end, Jane wanted to take rest in a hotel, and suggested to Ted to stay with her in the city for a while. Ted readily agreed. They danced away merrily in the dance halls and parties, and enjoyed thoroughly. In one dance party, they broke free into an adjacent lonely and darkish garden. In the dance,...
A conversation inside Chateaux de Ally The situation I am lying on an ottoman, naked but for my jewellery, the cum from a man other than my husband dripping from my recently fucked pussy. It slides down my naked thighs leaving a glistening trail in the candlelight. Man pig shuffles into view from the shadowy recesses of the corner. He grunts and I wave my...
My breasts have always been big. From the moment they sprouted, my first year of junior high, they were big -- so that I had to bind them down, or they would have stuck out like a high school senior's. Even then, no matter how tightly I bound them, they were still noticeable enough that the boys would whistle and shout catcalls about them, every day at schoo...
Welcome to the City of Juba, Capital of South Sudan. After splitting from the Arab-dominated Sudan some time ago, the people of South Sudan are building a nation, but nothing truly worthwhile ever comes easy. Strife over economic, religious and ethnic issues have plagued the beautiful but troubled nation of South Sudan. That's why they are constantly on the...
Yasmin Amir and Abdi Osman have known each other for most of their lives. They grew up within walking distance of the Marketplace Area in the suburb of Barrhaven, Ontario. They attended the same schools and prayed at the same mosque. Yasmin went to the University of Ottawa to study Law while Abdi went to Carleton University to study Criminology. The two best...