"Yes, you just need to get back on that horse and go along for a ride," Samantha, my more outgoing sexually promiscuous friend, added.
Wine in hand, we began dancing to some hardcore dance music I had never heard of.
Note 1: This is a story of interracial sex between white women and black men.
I get complaints on occasion for writing stories of big black cock fantasies. I write my fantasies..you don't like the idea of white women submitting to black men...please don't read.
"The game has changed so much since I played it," I sighed. "To get laid, of course," Samantha quipped, sounding completely like the Samantha character on 'Sex in the City', "I haven't been laid in over a year," I admitted for the first time.
"The game may have changed, but the end result is the same," Samantha explained. "But Donald left you only six months ago," Candace said, surprised by my revelation.