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Oh, yeah. I wanted to see for myself what the sexy freaks of Bean Town were like and have some wicked fun. I went to Club Axel and there, I saw what was up. I met a sexy white chick named Lorelei. She was a student at Boston University. A tall, lean, blonde-haired, green-eyed chick with a fantastic body. We danced on the dance floor. I must admit that I liked the way she moved. However, someone else caught my attention. The kind of chick that was found only in the hood. For those of you who don't know, please let me explain.

The black man is, by genetic design, attracted to a specific kind of female. A tall, thick female with big boobs, wide hips and a really fat ass. We don't like the skinny dames. They're for white guys. We like our females to be thick. Definitely on the plump side. Skin and bones is for fans of anorexia, something we're not fond of in the black community. I saw a woman who fit that special criteria. A six-foot-tall, jet-black, thick-bodied, wide-hipped and big-bottomed black woman. She was long-haired and pretty in the face. A thick, dark-skinned beauty. Hot damn. The moment I saw her, I didn't have eyes for anyone else. She got my cock hard on sight. So I excused myself from the Boston University coed and made my way toward this delicious-looking plump honey from the hood. She was wearing a black tank top and that short red dress which seemed really tight. What astounded me was how big and wide her ass was. Hot damn. I needed to get me some of that.

I approached the hood honey in question and learned her name. Samantha, straight from Haiti and currently living in Roxbury, Massachusetts. She smiled as I chatted her up. She inquired about my accent. What can I say? Sometimes being from Virginia definitely has its pluses. I asked her to dance and she accepted. Oh, man. It was on. We did the bump and grind on the dance floor. I placed my hands on Samantha's wide hips and hopped along as she bounced that fabulous booty of hers against my groin. Hot damn. I was harder than the Chinese alphabet before the song even ended. I could tell that she was feeling me because she kept rubbing her big ass against my groin even after noticing that I was hard as a steel pole. Yeah, she seemed to like the effect that she was having on me. Truth be told, I liked it too. What man wouldn't?

Samantha and I stole the show. We weren't just the only black couple at this upscale night club. We were also the hottest couple dancing on the dance floor. Everybody was looking at us as this brothaman and this sistah showed the white folks how we got down in the hood. Man, I was so turned on. I whispered it into Samantha's ear. She laughed, and told me that she was hot for me. I grinned from ear to ear. That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Now, the question is, how hot was she for me? Hot enough to give it up to a brotha? Well, time to find out. Samantha told me that she wanted to see what I was packing. Then, she told me to follow her. We headed out of the club and into the parking lot. Once we got there, Samantha and I began making out like a pair of freshmen. I had one hand on her fat ass and another on her boobs. I felt them up. Nice. She was feeling my cock through my pants. I whipped it out and showed her my ten inches of long and thick, uncut Black Man Power. She gasped when she saw it. I laughed. I love seeing that look on women's faces. Yeah, I was about to get down.

Samantha showed my dick some love.

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