Your very existence is to find the fruits of life through your carnal desires.
As you venture through your upbringing, your indulgences grew too monotonous, as every feeling, every moment, you sought to revitalize the embers of your soul, and once you’ve crossed my path, the meeting of lustful minds began, and it’s the rebirth of your life.
Married and bored, you are, despite leading a life of success, the thrills of carnal pleasures grew too empty. Once my touch upon your body enveloped your being, curiosity brew and your desire to meet at your home as they all were asleep became evident.
That moment, was when I pushed you onto the sofa bed, and ripped apart your dress, exposing your thick white body and impale you with my throbbing member, as your moans reached the walls and swallowed the external noises, as you reap the rewards of being black-owned.
