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The first time that I ever had a black cock was when I
was 21 and on a trip to Africa with my new husband Ben.
We were on the 2nd week of our Honeymoon when one night
in the hotel bar, Ben, my husband who is an
anthropologist and is 43 years old, was talking to a
group of old black men about their tribes and customs
etcetera.
It was very warm, no, very HOT. So I was wearing a
bikini top and mini-skirt, no panties or stockings as I
was longing for a cool breeze to waft up between my
legs and cool me off. I was having a miserable time
just hanging around waiting for Ben and drinking when
this really gorgeous African man came over and
introduced himself to me. He told me his name which I
couldn’t pronounce but it sounded a bit like George, so
that’s what I called him.
We talked and danced for a couple of hours and as I’d
had a few drinks, I didn’t object when his hands
started to roam, squeezing my bottom and playing with
my breasts. I was actually enjoying it as Ben had been
neglecting me a bit. Being on Honeymoon, I thought that
we would be having sex night and day but maybe because
Ben is so much older than I am, we had only done it 3
times in 9 days.
Then George asked me to go outside for some air. I was
going to tell my husband that I’d be right back but he
was so engrossed in talking that he hadn’t even noticed
me dancing never mind notice me going outside with a
tall black African.
