| Author: | Brock Johnson | ISBN: | 9780463990230 |
| Publisher: | Brock Johnson | Publication: | May 11, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Brock Johnson |
| ISBN: | 9780463990230 |
| Publisher: | Brock Johnson |
| Publication: | May 11, 2019 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Tysheem Fogg has been lusting after college classmate, Yukio for quite some time. When he invites her out for a coffee, she shows him her personal treasure and invites him back to her place. They spend a lusty afternoon exploring each other and discovering new truths about each other's ethnicities. The couple ends their day, completely satisfied.
"Her name was Yukio. A visitor from Fordham's Tokyo campus, I saw her first in that same French class. And from the moment I saw her, and saw her staring back at me, I knew that that was the beginning of a new adventure for me. All thoughts of the blond who sat in the front row, that delicate creature whose holes I intended to stretch open with my stick flew out the window.
I wanted Yukio!
Which was funny to me, because I had never really looked at Asian women before. I know, lots of guys have an Asian fetish, but not me. I freely admit, that I love white girls and their lovely, pale, and pink holes. I love filling them with what I have and making them beg me for more. They become insatiable for my dark meat and pliable to my desires. Once they see my thick shaft, they become putty in my hands. But not this time.
From the first, Yukio was in control. She knew what she wanted from me, and she got it. Do I feel used now that it's over? I do not!
Here's what happened."
Tysheem Fogg has been lusting after college classmate, Yukio for quite some time. When he invites her out for a coffee, she shows him her personal treasure and invites him back to her place. They spend a lusty afternoon exploring each other and discovering new truths about each other's ethnicities. The couple ends their day, completely satisfied.
"Her name was Yukio. A visitor from Fordham's Tokyo campus, I saw her first in that same French class. And from the moment I saw her, and saw her staring back at me, I knew that that was the beginning of a new adventure for me. All thoughts of the blond who sat in the front row, that delicate creature whose holes I intended to stretch open with my stick flew out the window.
I wanted Yukio!
Which was funny to me, because I had never really looked at Asian women before. I know, lots of guys have an Asian fetish, but not me. I freely admit, that I love white girls and their lovely, pale, and pink holes. I love filling them with what I have and making them beg me for more. They become insatiable for my dark meat and pliable to my desires. Once they see my thick shaft, they become putty in my hands. But not this time.
From the first, Yukio was in control. She knew what she wanted from me, and she got it. Do I feel used now that it's over? I do not!
Here's what happened."
