The Deep Attraction we have for our Black Men: For myself and my sisters, It can happen anytime-anywhere. Suddenly my eyes find the clear presence of a Superior Black Man and my thoughts and hormones run wild and out of control. My nipples swelling, the sudden wetness between my legs. Wanting to play the primal sequence of purpose and place, submissive and obedient and finding complete Bliss through the power of his cum. The attraction is so deep, so primal that it fills every part of my body and soul. An attraction that is insistent, and all encompassing. It can never be denied nor postponed. It is the way our Black Men define and shape us and show us the way, their way, the grounded way of life for us. And we are eternally grateful.
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