gangbangking
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jun 30, 2002
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Maybe this time I can stay out of trouble was all that went through my head as I plopped down on my couch. I stretched and loked around.
Everything was still mostly in boxes, my bed basically a king sized matress lying on my floor and a little stereo plugged into the corner. I glanced left and saw the patio, I glanced right and looked out my living room window.
My own house. Damn. My own house.
I had gone through some misadventures to get it, but it was mine now damn it. Fun misadventures mind you, except I had to move to this quiet little town to have it.
I stood up and walked to the window and looked up and down the cul-de-sac. If this wasnt a stereotypical suburbia, what was? White picket fences, kids playing, 2 cars in every drive way, immaculate lawns.
I just hoped I wasnt going to blow it again. I'd blown it my knocking up both a mother and daughter of the owner of the restraunt I used to work at. I'd gone from dishwasher to comfortable house owner on easy street for the rest of his life. Just as long as I didnt let the world see the videos of what I'd done, never came within those two white women again, and moved away.
You see, I'm what you'd call a bull. Not in the classic sense, I dont force anyone or anything. I just attract women , usually attached women, and of course I fall into the stereotypical myth; muscular well endowned black man.
I just hoped it might be quieter here, maybe even settle down with my own girlfriend and not everyone elses wive's and girlfriends.
But as you know a stiff dick knows no conscience.
I was finished with my break and went to unpack a few more boxes out of van. And yes, I got the stares
gosh golly, so thats what a black man looks like
ooc
Bill
6 foot 4 inches, 240 chiseled well muscled pounds, a shaved head,
10.5" penis, quite thick
laid back and friendly initial disposition
Everything was still mostly in boxes, my bed basically a king sized matress lying on my floor and a little stereo plugged into the corner. I glanced left and saw the patio, I glanced right and looked out my living room window.
My own house. Damn. My own house.
I had gone through some misadventures to get it, but it was mine now damn it. Fun misadventures mind you, except I had to move to this quiet little town to have it.
I stood up and walked to the window and looked up and down the cul-de-sac. If this wasnt a stereotypical suburbia, what was? White picket fences, kids playing, 2 cars in every drive way, immaculate lawns.
I just hoped I wasnt going to blow it again. I'd blown it my knocking up both a mother and daughter of the owner of the restraunt I used to work at. I'd gone from dishwasher to comfortable house owner on easy street for the rest of his life. Just as long as I didnt let the world see the videos of what I'd done, never came within those two white women again, and moved away.
You see, I'm what you'd call a bull. Not in the classic sense, I dont force anyone or anything. I just attract women , usually attached women, and of course I fall into the stereotypical myth; muscular well endowned black man.
I just hoped it might be quieter here, maybe even settle down with my own girlfriend and not everyone elses wive's and girlfriends.
But as you know a stiff dick knows no conscience.
I was finished with my break and went to unpack a few more boxes out of van. And yes, I got the stares
gosh golly, so thats what a black man looks like
ooc
Bill
6 foot 4 inches, 240 chiseled well muscled pounds, a shaved head,
10.5" penis, quite thick
laid back and friendly initial disposition