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Im still having dreams of being surrounded by black dick no matter where I turn. It got this way from the time I lent my oral services to the local chapter of angry black guys. Word was running through the streets of weekly meetings where white girls live out their black cock fantasies. I knew I could suck a golfball through a garden hose especially if that hose is black. In order to improve race relations I gave up my afternoon with my boyfriend so I could get a heavy dose of multiple black cumshots. In high school I was known as the Black Cum Dumpster and Im about to show these militant black men how I got that name. Ive never been with so many black cocks but Im not known to back off from a challenge. I went up and down the line getting those black dicks nice and stiff so I got take them all down my gullet. My gag reflexes went into overtime as my throat expanded wider than ever. It was only a matter of time before I was given my reward of being in the line of a black jizz bombing.

My daughter , Tatianna Kush, makes me rue the day I dropped my DNA inside her mother. Ever since I can remember shes talked back to me and shown absolutely no respect for her father. I gathered up some money and we were soon off to Dr. Harvards office in the hope that shed stick with her own kind....if you catch my drift. I knew I was in for the shock of a lifetime when he brought in someone who looks like the guy who robbed me at gunpoint last year. Dr. Harvard insisted that I should watch my pain in the ass daughter make out with the black guy to overcome my fears. Everything was going smoothly until he whipped out his baby-making machine and my little pumpkin started planting kisses all over it. The rage inside me almost came to a boiling point when she rode him in nearly the same manner that shed ride ponies when she was a little girl. I thanked the good lord when it was over but something tells me I might be the father-in-law to a black guy someday very soon.